By Richard Mather
There is, in my head,
An erroneous equation:
A bad amount, a figure wrongly calculated.
It doesn’t add up. I am divided.
Difficult
Thoughts multiply like numbers.
How to subtract this pain
From the total sum of fears? Work it out
With indignation?
Give me a knife,
A drill, a trephine and mirror.
All things being unequal,
I hope to be Homo Sapiens Correctus…
A radical sign marking where
A root has been extracted.
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