Seven
Nine
Twenty-three point zero five
Cotangent of angle a

What can I find?
Why do I look?
It's a secret that I mistook
for a solution
Variables that make me
*****
Integers that
Irritate
Numbers give me the heebie-jeebies
Resolute in their
Absolutes
No quarter
Just one over four

Where the trains run parallel
I run the perimeter,
Looking for a way through This heat covered flesh.
A new kind of madness
Invades my brain,
I cannot describe the freedom
****** on the edged of the rim.
A subliminal contract
With no strings attached.
All the clouds run counterproductive,
Its a new kind of system.
I've jammed all the frequencies,
Only radio transmissions
From 1953.
Caught in the warble,
I'll drop the pill in the vat,
You'll will feel it momentarily.
You will surrender to its properties,
A fugue of dark wonder.
You will enter it's pinkish light,
You'll hear your Mother's voice from the womb.
You'll not transcend this new kind of madness.
You'll fall into it light a cliff diver in Yucatan,
It will be your friend,
Your great undoing,
Clock towers and spires will Resolve your transmission.
You're in curved space time now,
Nothing can touch this unlimited freedom.
There will be no further interruption.
Come with me now to the place of still water,
Let me show you the shape under the sheet.
Can you smell the rain?
It's an acid bath of elation.
Isn't it buzzing in your toes?
I've factored in retrograde,
Will be there within the hour
Them we'll see what else transpires along the realm.
We'll kick Baal down the steps,
Get him wobbling down
Where all the trains run backward.
The Christ figure will blind him,
Bind him in sackcloth and ash.
It will be a celebration
I figured in the overload,
Put it through sine and cotangent-
Then it's all peaches.
Like coming up for air.
It will be a beast,
A bull, a drama.
It will be a fly in the ointment,
And grease on the rails.
It's a symphony in the speakers,
Where nothing floats but saucer shaped thoughts.
Stick figures hang from a tree,
You'll wish to be one of them.
You'll want to swim in it,
Through it, into it.
It's a blue filter night dream.
A cerulean blue blaze of pixel
It will drive your dreams to monochrome.
You'll lose 27 minutes upon reentry.
You'll be through the stars.
It only requires gasoline and guts.
I drew the schematics straight out of nowhere.
They filtered down from Central,
Forgetting new Area Codes
I dreamt up last Sunday.
Its Arkansas in the sun,
It's a page witch dance,
It's ****** with a mallet,
It shines to a T.
Wait by the phone for further instruction.

I am from swimming pools as chlorine stings your eyes
But just trust in your lungs and to the bottom you’ll dive
I am from Converse and Levi’s with the knees worn right through
Sneakers laced tight and jeans patched up too
The staircases and tile paint a portrait of home
Dark wood, ancient trees, a foundation of bone
Wood violets and dropping willow hold my sighs in their leaves
Beware of the hemlock for needles hold a poison if consumed then is deadly
Crushed chrysanthemums for my eyes and a daisy chain as a crown
I am from the far rolling hills and the thrill of tumbling down
Here is where my family has planted their roots
We bring blood from across the oceans but west coast salt coats our boots

Oí! we exclaim but myself most of all
Jump and I’ll catch you, we don’t let each other fall
I am from quotes written about strength and notes scrawled on margins
Shooting star wishes and law enforcement jargon
A streak of blue in my veins to represent those they’ve protected
From canines and motorcycles so different yet connected
Though my future looks different, I was taught to take charge
Be a leader, not a sheep, stand up tall and go far

I am from butterflies and book spines and words scattered like dust
For within there’s a snake charmer but not a snake there is just
A pen filled with ink to spill letters like wine
But few know the melodies these hands craft in the hopes of creating the sublime
Don’t be fooled though so quickly for just as pen triumphs over sword
Slanted penmanship does not mean I lack ability to pluck out a fine chord
Ivory keys beneath fingertips and metallic strings pressed down taunt
Let out rich, vibrant crescendos just as I was taught
As the crescendo increases so to does my voice
Speak up, do what’s right, make Mum and Dad proud with your choice

I am from leaps of faith though I believe in no god up above
A bird is just a bird not an angel sent dove
Scientific hypothesis hold their positions in mind
X cubed, coefficients, and a cotangent graphed line
Rationality and facts, think with your head not your heart
Sarcasm, however, with every sentence I’ll start

You’ve asked where I’ve come from and I’ve done what’s my best
To show to you what I’m from is not simple but quite a large mess
From the sun in my hair to the flowers on the ground
I am from everlasting yet shifting, from silence with sound

I dance to the rhythm of my soul,
to the enchanting rainbow that
reverberates in my cells, so bright
and delightful, a heavenly body
of love unraveling me all at once.
I embrace the tranquility surrounding me,
the gift of knowledge that awakens
my heart, makes me blossom and sparkle,
spinning endlessly in rhythmic directions.
I’m radiant, full of power, a man
of poetic rhymes, dark-brown eyes,
artistic mind and hands, a blazing bridge
of inspiration, all sweet and tender,
a jeweled canvas of seamless geometry,
a shimmering sine and cosine rising in time,
an infinite tangent and cotangent
of unparalleled dreams, the kind
of supreme scenery that springs forth
boundless thoughts and truths.  I’m falling
in love with the equations circling
my chamber, the mesmerizing decimals
and square roots, the exquisite derivatives
and integrals, let it sink inside my mind,
take me away into a land of eternal escape,
the breeze encompassing me so vibrant
and fulfilling.  I can hear the smooth beat
of love filling the landscape as I spin
around freely, my eyes closed, my head
looking up towards the sky, my hands
stretched out wide, allowing the dreamy
lullabies of life inside my heart.  I’m
captivated by the passion streaming
through me, becoming lost in this
wonderland, this golden glitter covering
my body, giving me high nighttime vibes.

You are a spectacular melanin man
Full of supreme inventions
Exhilarating equations
Immense intelligence
Amazing square roots of life
Multiplying with the waves of time
To create a marvelous bright light

Your skin is rich and beautiful
A derivative of pure poetry
Soaked in blacknificence
Sines of enlightenment
Cosines of rising self-love
The geometry of your heart
A sparkling array of heavenly shapes

You are the tangent of infinite dreams
The cotangent of exuberant rhythms
Exploding with breathtaking beats
Divine mind coinciding with the riveting rivers
Creating greatness across the nation

You are my shimmering geometry
of delicate dreams
twirling squares and triangles
a mixture of linear passion
and luxuriant swag
growing in my soul

You are the cosine
of my design
the sine of my inner flight
bursting to life
the tangent
of the fragrant melodies
playing in the fertile grounds
within me
an artful cotangent
of romance pouring
dreamy inventions in me