one would have thought that 1 + 1
would have had more value as 2.
as the single and solitary nature of 1
was multiplied by itself.
the problem was that I divided myself
becoming a fraction of who I was.
to fill the voids and the places in you
that will probably never be whole.
by nature the act of taking
makes less of what it takes.
leaving less than the original sum
a negative number marked in red.
I thought by adding to the fragments of you
the halves, the quarters, and thirds.
that I could calculate an equation
that would result in the numbers adding up.
but sitting with paper and pencil
my eraser worn down to a nub.
I am scratching out numbers +, -, divide
but the math is never quite right.
%’s and decimals, fractions, fragments
the quotient fails to become a whole.
1 + 1 = 2, but 1 x 1 is still 1.
so 2 – 1 again became
simply 1 and 1.
1 more whole than the other
1 always seeking another 1.