“I want to be the other, I want the other to be me.
–Roland Barthes
Inside an algorithm,
It falls into place.
A definition prescribes
Neatly where one goes.
It’s important, no doubt,
Where one falls into doubt.
A vague desire, like fog,
Falls without margins,
Inoculating with time
One into the other.
I am no more you,
Any more than I was.
Love’s an equation,
As much as x equals y.
(July 21, 2017)
