Calculus
by Soonest Nathaniel
Art by KJ Williams
We solved the differential of our existence
by counting small stones;
but they said
the depths of our minds were way too shallow.
Their analyst said we needed precise axioms
to capture the ghosts of departed quantities,
so they plotted our lives on their X-Y charts.
Their palmist read geometric woes
from the lines of our palms
and said:
“This is the limit to which your fish brains can function.”
But I ask, who gave them rights to run evaluation
and pose theorems of existence?
Who gave them the impetus to fix yardsticks
and set standards of living?
Who said we are but indefinite integrals
and who made them higher order derivatives?
Oh, tell them!
Tell them we know,
we know there is a rate of change,
we know the vicious circle is bound in continuity.
Tell them we need not their almighty formula
to solve the equation of our utter confusion,
tell them we can fix our stochastic systems
and can find the roots of our own identity.
Yes tell them!
Tell them we shall cover the erotic distance
between dreams and reality,
when speed and time share a sweet romance.
KJ Williams, Order Through Chaos , painting
