A theorem:
any map of the world
contained on a plane
of contiguous regions
needs only four colors
to prevent the bleeding
of borders.
No matter the shape,
nor how many times
a nation state
splits itself up
with all the fight
of man splitting the atom,
nor how many splinter
groups stick themselves
into the skin
of the innocent. Any four
colors, take blue for the oceans
or black for the bruise,
it’s not the borders bleeding
but the insides,
you seeking refuge
in worlds that blame you
for the men that hold the atoms
that split you.
Odds are you’ve never
seen an atlas of only four colors
because Atlas picks more,
how else to contain it all,
to keep from shouting fine
and letting the whole globe
fall.
Oh, poor atlas.
Salaam, shalom,
what we want
is all the same,
but paix,
it sounds so different.
Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 5:33 PM UTC
A theorem:
any map of the world
contained on a plane
of contiguous regions
needs only four colors
to prevent the bleeding
of borders.
No matter the shape,
nor how many times
a nation state
splits itself up
with all the fight
of man splitting the atom,
nor how many splinter
groups stick themselves
into the skin
of the innocent. Any four
colors, take blue for the oceans
or black for the bruise,
it’s not the borders bleeding
but the insides,
you seeking refuge
in worlds that blame you
for the men that hold the atoms
that split you.
Odds are you’ve never
seen an atlas of only four colors
because Atlas picks more,
how else to contain it all,
to keep from shouting fine
and letting the whole globe
fall.
Oh, poor atlas.
Salaam, shalom,
what we want
is all the same,
but paix,
it sounds so different.
