An approach as I approach n
Limit—stopping point, n=0
Felt laterally, fucked languid.
Face-first into liminality four square.
Lithospheric shift into enumeration
and applicable algorithm
This painting of an orange 25 years ago.
It’s the 59th street bridge song.
Remember: the curves that intersect
have an infinite radius
After multiple exponent upward shift
Group linear fractional transformations
Flip your paper, son
This is more than a two-dimensional complex sub-space
Where you cry, alone
When you hug your knees in the corner
You can’t cover your ears
Your skull vibrates
You hear like a snake
Hypnotic patterns of fractal
Geometric equational susurrus
This emotional calculus consists
Space, time, motion
Tangential to an arbitrary point along ∱(x)
Every moment n approaches
Understanding vector components
You see where this is going
The door slams shut
Mom’s mascara is dripping like black blood
Curved cheekbones seem to contain
Areas of hippocampus campesinos
The occupied space is unoccupied
When vectors shift the equation must change.