## Calculus

### Written on December 3rd, 2014

I like words, and the way sentences form from their collisions

I can appreciate their letters, soft L’s or sharp K’s

a rollercoaster of pronunciation that if done right

can make your stomach

drop

adrenaline in the form of pencil led and chicken scratches

like a code pleading to be broken,

like emotion begging to be pinned down

in the most freeing of ways

don’t say I don’t like letters

I just hate the way you warp them

sine of x reads like sin(x)

*sin* – a disgrace, a mistake

en Español, *without* – the way I feel empty when I get a problem wrong

is a unit circle more important than the circle of life?

I could write you a sonnet,

but all you want is an equation solved

boasting your concrete answers as if such things exist in the real world

(but the only things concrete are pavement,

and the walls of this room)

I’m an expert at counting down the seconds until this period ends

but not so adept at computing the definite integral of f(x)

is anything definitive but ignorance?