Raylene: Equate (Poetry Project, Week 7)

It’s Poetry Project Saturday! Here is Coloradoan Raylene P.’s poem for her word “equate.” I.. somehow made this poem kind of sexy, and I don’t know how that happened.

Equate

First, outside, inside, last-
our breathing ragged, the subtraction complete.
The signs are all there:
we are divided,
but nonplussed by the solution.

We were both imaginary,
your slope indefinite, your curves
impeccable, implacable,
and mine constantly negative:
concaved, convexed, vexing.

Our lines never intersected
we were parallel, never touching.

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