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Y2K
At midnight
I will scare myself
into the new millennium

with dates
and charts
and graphs

about fractions
and formulas
and fundamental folly

all because
some genius thought
that in the grand scheme
of things

2 > 4
Carlo C Gomez Apr 20
~
I like the number 2,
so much in fact
I like it twice,
as in 22.

Now 2+2 equals 4,
but some say 2+2 equals 5,
It's quite the moral conundrum.

Still 5 is a cardinal, a prime,
why the Pythagoreans
thought of 5
as the marriage
between heaven and earth.

I empathize with 5 though,
for that's a lot of pressure
to put on a single solitary digit.

But I think I like him too,
he's a friend of 10,
which reminds me of
fingers, toes and Bo Derek.

But let's get back to 2,
which supposedly is company,
and 3, you see, is a crowd,
yet odd first and foremost
--Mersenne knew best, I guess.

Which brings me to 1,
small, but positive,
coveted, but united,
a face of multiple identities.

And should any other number
devise against it,
they would have no
success at all
--none, zero.

To be honest,
I think 1 likes 2,
and vice versa,
they're a complimentary couple
--both highly dutiful
and attracted to each other.

After all, it's said, "Someone may overpower
one alone, but two together can take a stand against him."

~
kevin Mar 29
nothing goes without

the **** of sunshine
where most lay
insides the freedom

invisible time lent
grabbing the ghost
dragging expression
tilting skies

nothing goes without

pregnant ending
moving along eclipse

them, goes too

behind a want
the snug of fit
border of cloud

they, are when?

when ending pregnant
longs for empty eyes
despair trampling mercy

fraught aggresive resolutions
torn side of empty prayers
to have the meaning, for speaking?

different ears in different years
markings of dark moons visiting
the ring of worms
living inside comforting fear

as plum was confused
the gel of her swollen brain
conceding the point of opposite trust
life can become a subway or a freeway or a glimpse
a glimpse of the best person who would never grieve
having to live is having to give way
Spurious correlation is when two random variables line up,
Such as shark attacks increasing with the amount of ice pops sold,
Unfortunately for health nuts, ice pops don't cause shark attacks.
But what is truly spuriously correlated is this bullet board,
That I am using to unravel the secrets of writing today.
Such as the number 122 lining up with severely different artists,
As well as well defined writers turning into many missing cases.
If I was ever offered a job as official poet detective,
Of course I would take it, but I would run circles each day.
Official Poets' Association Of Detectives
73 drafts,
73 finished poems,
73 pieces I can't post,
73 plus instances of 502,
Bad Gateway.
502 is now my least favorite number.
If they doubt I'm so young,
But simply agree with the rest,
Does that mean I've finally reached a point,
Where I am so good,
There's only up?
Or will I come crashing down,
Is youth my key to fame,
Will they still read me when I grow old,
And this number fades away?
When my hair thins and grays,
Will my name?
Or will I pave my way to legacy?
My ink has a clock,
I'm afraid of it ticking down.
It's always been a question since day one.
Once, upon,
a crime,
unconscionable,
grime,
started to,
eat away,
at me;
mouldy.
But, I said,
"I am fine. At least none of the time."
as, the snows,
set, in gray,
mixed, with,
green,
coldly.

Twice, upon, a shrine, I battled, a couple,
of, faces,
seperated,
by, a, single, line.
They, went, by, the name, of, Janus.
Cries, and, prattles,
of, zodiac signs,
and, serrated intent,
cut, through,
lives, of, nine,
and, cats, had,
twelve kittens,
in, their places.

Thrice, upon,
a shine,
a magic number,
frequented,
and, a trio, of, doored futures, occurred.
There, was, one,
boring, benign,
and, one,
unrelented,
and, a final one,
so, silly,
that, it, was,
absurd.
I, asked for,
none of them,
instead, for, the windows, above, them.
So, I, cleaned,
polished, and,
brushed, them.
Then, as, I,
declined,
the Moon,
presented,
a fourth option,
deferred.
It, was, a future,
of, mine,
as, free, and,
uncemented,
as, the, upward, cascading, ghost, of, a bird.

And, finally,
hencefourth, upon, that, which, is, divine,
I, now, fly,
over, and,
across, universal divides, filled, with, sky,
knowing,
that, in,
every,
teardrop,
that,
I cry,
lives, great, galaxies, of, wondrous, light,
and, that,
my sadness, creates, the forces, of, life.

© poormansdreams
Life, death, dreams, and, numbers.
wardsheart Jan 1
one and two are both three letters,
so one and two are just three.
and three has five letters,
and that's how it will be.
KHY Nov 2024
my fingers are laced in a chalice
of drugs that **** my sensations.
i used to resist them as a loner—
until the white coat angel
ignited my fouls with
radio-**** tweaking.

now i sprawl in expiring
fictions that come anew
and reprint their additives;
making me a king
of numbers, of colours,
of game.

until my world is all
mold and brain.
Vesper Nov 2024
1
one
is a number
just above zero
sometimes
used to refer
to me
my looks
my personality
but when i was one
i didnt care
about the little things
i guess
i am just truly a one
numberss
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