math riddles without numbersA Poem by Davidgeoi smoked a bunch of hemp and tried to translate some math i don't understand into wordsgetting old faster by remaining young longer 'tis inside the effort you gotta love it and pick and choose call it "a series of selective memories" someone's gonna hate you someone's gonna love you you're gonna love it when the beginning, it finally gets forgotten when you finally never know if you ever really knew that's when maybe, everyday it's christmas or perhaps hell awaits or something clearly both calling forever that lasts the longest time while still the never, remains a "not a real word" i think i'd like it... where you never know if you ever knew inside something slow inside something fast i swear i do this has something indeed to do with fugging math some gigantic number, from some infinitesimal percentage © 2022 DavidgeoAuthor's Note |
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