The Calculation

I end up tracing infinity
when I let my mind wander
finger wander
over so much newness
so much muchness

Answers don't come easy
questions harder still
to reduce this somethingness
into manageable terms
without dividing by zero

There's the temptation
to enter null as a future
as a present to that future
where presence of our past
will haunt these dreams

It's a snake offering salvation
in a single bite
a world of knowledge
of clearly crunchable numbers
apples with which to count

At best this is a gamble
and at worst the same
an investment in futures
in bonds and securities
paying unknowable dividends

Salvation and oblivion
are tied now to twin circles
invisible infinities
remainders adorning your flesh
where none should exist