Ex Po Facto

Calc Lecture in a high building with windows.

 Ex Po Facto

 

I do my math in pen and paint blindfolded.

I’m not overconfident or under stress;

I’m just hoping my inkblot scatter plot will help me stop yanking my own chain:

I know sometimes I’m nothing special, and how much that means for you.

And even though you’re just hoping to get through the day, I still have hope for tomorrow.

And so the decimal remainders remind me of all the things I forgot:

That you have to cry to see, scream to speak, and

Hug

To destroy.

But don’t ever forget what my smile means.

It means I’ve remembered, and though you cry and scream and hug me…

…My smile won’t falter.

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[Jackson Krauss Blind Pa..]

Heh, written in Calc class, towards the beginning of the semester.

[cest la vie]

Wonderful Piece!