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 Jul 2015 t watson
Realeboga M
Pi
 Jul 2015 t watson
Realeboga M
Pi
"The number Pi is a mathematical constant, the ratio of a circles circumference to its diameter is commonly approximated as 3.145159. Being an irrational number, pi cannot be expressed exactly as a common fraction. Consequently, it's decimal representation (22/7) never ends and never settles into a permanent repeating pattern", He told the girl sitting next to her.

"You like math I see", she chuckled.

"No, not exactly", he sighs
"I'm trying to tell you something, what I feel for you cannot be expressed properly, it's like pi, what I feel is deep and never ends, it doesn't settle to a repeating pattern because each day it changes and becomes something stronger", He looks straight into her eyes.

"Since Ancient civilisation, mathematicians have been trying to find the ending of pi but they only ended at about a thousand numbers. Then in the 21st century Computer scientist decided to give it a try, but they ended at 13.3 trillion before they exhausted their computers", The boy took a deep breath and started to play with his fingers

"Chances are a lot of people will try to figure out how I feel about you, myself included but no matter how hard I try it'll always go deep, it's infinite because I am irrevocably In Love with you"
Math Geek stuff
 Jul 2015 t watson
Sarah
The piano is singing
below your hands
and I can hum in
tune

I love to be a channel
playing refrain,
under
you

and still the drums
beat slowly
while I'm
masked in your
perfume

acoustic stringing
tenderly
beneath the
chiming moon.
 Jun 2015 t watson
Sia Jane
Madness
 Jun 2015 t watson
Sia Jane
I would not recommend Madness
      

                 distrust runs riot
dissecting myself with wings clipped deemed a flight risk
and I'm naked lay face down on the bed
and I trace tramlines
                                     of forgiveness
because my mauled body pays
penance and I am my own
whipping boy who sees me as
a war zone of self-destruction
an addict to my own sickness
bat **** crazy
                         like those female poets
and their creative madness
                                                 Sexton, Plath, Bishop, Woolf
and Merini and Kane

and I prayed: Lord
forgive me for my sins
I would not recommend
Madness

© Sia Jane
See Harold Norse “I would not recommend Love”
 Jun 2015 t watson
Ryan Frisby
The sky
is an ever fleeting masterpiece
and I've outgrown the confines
slapped on my abilities and mind
when I walk down the path
we're all shackled to,
but never question why.

The crowded path it too lonely
so I take one for me only.

I am as
vast
dynamic
ephemeral
as
the sky
when I look through my mind's eye.
His belly full up

    of castigation,

she could finally

      shed her tears

'neath thundering

     sleeplessness

'til the giant was

       once again roused,

    to commence forthwith

       consummating

          another imperfect storm
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