You better not blackmail my tumblr account now that you’ve found it! 😭 have a great day

if you do..I’ll dox/blackmail your steam account /j

If one plus one is two,

then what am I without you?

A number divided,

two hearts subsided.

Something is wrong with this subtraction,

can we please keep crunching the numbers till we both gain satisfaction?

No I don't want to take a break,

there's too much at stake.

This answer can't be absolute...

This poem will go unread

by millions of people,

probably billions.

Mathematically (and we only use this term

when we want to state something categorically

without emotion as if doing so somehow

validates its inconceivable parameters),

the amount of people on this earth,

(not counting those currently in the process

of being born or in the throes of dying)

who will read this poem is probably

(another word used as a disclaimer to

absolve me of all trespasses of inaccuracy)

in the neighborhood of, .00000000000000000

0000000000000000000000000000000000001

raised to the letter ‘e’ or something, but I am

a poet, not a mathematician, and we are

separate species and often mortal enemies.

Not to mention those who will never read it

in the future, as many as the stars in the cosmos

that sprinkle space like powdered sugar

whose number is numerically incalculable

So, statistically, the number of people

who will read this poem approaches zero

to the degree that it might as well be zero—

so if you are reading it now, mathematically,

you might as well not exist, at least in terms

of statistical impact upon the equation of

my literary impact upon the world.

But if you are the solitary reader who has come

this far, to this very stanza, in my heart

you are number