The hearts in Steele County
were crushed, maybe so and
yet maybe not at all
The bullying and
the apathy and the
inconsideration are
enough to make
stomachs turn
And that’s likely why
the shirts are pink
The student body,
the teaching staff,
and the administrators
are the bottles of
Pepto-Bismol trying
to keep the collective
stomach from turning
over to the sour side
But not everybody
seemed enthused with
the Nabozny story,
or any other story
of bullying and
discrimination
Just because the
superiority complex
seems to be a
defining genotype
even though the
2-2-2-10-10
ratio set defines
humanity the most
That is,
2 arms,
2 legs,
2 eyes,
10 fingers,
10 toes
Equality in God’s eyes,
or so it goes,
or so they say
And yet I consider
adulterers less than
human ninety percent
of the time, but by
the biblical letter
I’m a hypocrite
I’m an incomplete
square like
everybody else,
stunted and
awaiting the
constant that
will turn me
into a perfect
algebraic specimen
A numerical expression
extracted of its x-factor
And yet the numerical
expressions are far from
numerical perfection
Plus and minus signs,
and irreducible
square roots
In other words,
numerical irrationality
at its finest
No whole numbers,
no repeating decimals
We are all just part
of the irrational
quadratic majority
Just ask Georg Cantor
if you want the truth
in utter abstraction and
advanced symbolism
And there are more
irrational numbers than
there are naturals, wholes,
integers and rationals
The rabble outnumbers
the elite, and they are
both parts of the
same reality
Every human being
is a member of the
irrational set, and
there is no perfect
race of numbers, no
matter how badly the
eugenicists want it
This is true because
every human is numbered,
from government and
corporate databases to
the hairs on our head
thanks to a being of
metaphysical complexity
Just ask Bob Seger about
feeling like a number
And yet numbers matter
because they are the
symbols that make up the
language of the universe
We are biological machines
thriving on information theory,
a natural kind of binary after all
But machines rust, rot
and break down and
this is a universal truth
like the square that wants,
that yearns for completion
Maybe completion only
happens in the afterlife,
and we strive to retard
the further incompletion
Maybe that’s why
the student body,
the teaching staff,
the administrators
and quite possibly
the community are
taking a stand like
Pepto-Bismol does
against unruly
stomach acid
Pepto-Bismol is the
color pink after all
Before the square is completed,
the constant is excised onto the
other side of the equal sign and
the algebraic specimen longs to
be whole all over again
So, the number before
the linear power of the
variable is relegated to
half-status for only a
moment, like when a
physician performs a
major surgical operation
The tissue is reformed by
squaring the momentarily
deficient number into a new
form, thus completing the
square into the perfect
algebraic specimen it
yearned to be,
was meant to be
And maybe
that’s why pink
is the color
representing breast
cancer awareness
But only
a being of
metaphysical
complexity
can undertake
that procedure
at an emotional level
Maybe that’s why I
came to Steele County
after all, because a
human doing is better
than a human being
A human in a pink shirt
is the Pepto-Bismol of
the bully prevention racket,
stopping the acid before it starts
Because acid rots away
what is good and healthy
And that is why pink is good,
and that is why it helps to try
our best to complete our
incomplete squares