numbers

numbers

A Poem by Jonathan Ballam

please don’t murder my brain

with those numbers, calculated

Time kills the

Life cells

 

long hours, shred, and grind

the lines of fine time

divided, only in minutes

Brackets

Bullets

Square roots

Multiple shoots

can call your sanity into

Question.

 

I…on the other hand haven’t yet

found a sum, that can

ring the un-wrung sounds

of a soft heart, and steady

fragile feet

                      climb

on the days (numbered)

on our scripted

lives

 

awake on the page

© 2009 Jonathan Ballam


Author's Note

Jonathan Ballam
this was a result of studying statistics, I was getting sooo bored with it I bunked a lecture and crawled into the media centre where I wrote this

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Jonathan Ballam
Jonathan Ballam

Vancouver, Canada



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