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Mathematics; How To Stay Lonely

From my collection of poems, "Things I Learned In Middle School"

By AJ RyanPublished 3 years ago 2 min read
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Almost absolutely everyone is good at math,

at least to a degree.

The reason I know this,

is that there's only a certain percentage of us

that don't know how to stop being

LONELY

and that, is why,

a lot of us are fucking writers.

In a sea of social circles,

the common denominator will seek to

increase the circumference

with the comfort and the inference

of the equation,

the variables-

and as we know,

in any social show of character-

we always just assume that PEOPLE,

are always WHOLE numbers.

Have you ever felt like the victim

of a round-down?

In social mathematics-

the only way to create a whole

is to subtract the

absent role of the half person-

or quarter person-

the person whose soul doesn't toe the lines

of rational thought in current time

and the only logical way to

count at all is to count

down,

and out-

Or maybe...

has it ever been a round... UP?

I'm sure,

at some point,

every, single, person has not felt good enough

and in spite of the human

lust for connection,

in most cases, anyway...

someone has tasted rejection.

And just like any rule of equations...

in social economics,

the only way to round up

is to remove the decimal and

assume the closest whole-

yet again the “kind of” person

has no more hands to hold up,

much less out.

The absent party can't,

and doesn't want to make a sound

when they can't measure up

and they can't round back down.

This is me.

This is all of my forced,

AND my practiced apathy

because really there comes a time

when you can't just sit out

without saying it's

YOUR idea-

no one hears the always,

prior to the wasn't.

Circles

are more like ring worms

when the only thing you ever learned

was to be excluded.

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About the Creator

AJ Ryan

Poet. Thinker. Artist.

Born in the midwest, raised in the southwest, rooted in the shadows of the Rocky Mountains. I am autistic, chronically ill, and only occasionally an optimist. I'm here to scream into something other than a void.

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