Common Core

I watched this YouTube video

all about math and how it weaves

its way into every inch of our lives.

Each moment, turn of a wheel,

turn of a combination 

lock, turn of a head

has a mathematical equation attached, some x to solve for, 

some function.

And my first thought

was whether or not

math could capture the speed

of my veins or the temperature 

of my blush as I think about you.

Could it quantify the cloudiness 

that blurs my logic and leaves

my tongue numb, twisted into quiet?

Could math find a way to make

You next to Me,

like 1 is next to 2?

Adam and Eve.

In the beginning. Maybe

math can make life whole again,

could find a way to fill

the gaps of too many days

between hello 

and too many reasons not to be

1 and 2.

Maybe it's just math that 

keeps us from adding up, 

a theorem of what cannot be.

But even numbers can be imaginary 

and still they find their way to the paper,

find their way to be real, to be seen.

That's not us. We are real,

but no one can see

and we can't say

and words and numbers fail.

But the math of you and me,

of 1 and 2,

takes me back to the start,

counting minutes til

we equal something 

more than the sum

of our parts.