I was
Hanging in the air
Like an upfront zero
To a decimal expansion.
Did anyone tell you
That I’d landed ?
You were expecting
A large sum, right ?
And I am quantities, I am static,
Energy, potential and kinetic
And the closest to multitude
Before a primal split.
Read out –
Loud from the diverging series of love
Read out,
From path-dependent feelings of grief.
Say it to me the way nature wrote it
How to love & what to say to
The hopeful ones.
When absence of meaning is a pretext
For the absence of love,
Or looking up a substitute
For those stupid things above.
Image credit : Man Ray – Marcel Duchamp doing stuff
Frédéric Benqué 