disjointed sets

[okiekookie]

we had a problem.
 
it came in disjoint sets of 
harmonious tidings: 
as I observe - our love fell through
cracks of probability and 
inquiries.

let x be you and
y be me, you say - sparkled eyes and all. 

Situations
that remained unsolved [given 
up on?]  or those 
parallel dimensions that simultaneously
failed to turn real. [thrown
away?] our rhythm an 
unnatural log; our suffering of
inverse proportions. [maybe it was 
time: everything fades.]

but what if there were two of me? I ask, 
scrawling a "2" above my letter. (mine,
I used to think.) 

would you get sick of me? 

no longer constellations
of the same planet, no 
longer elements 
in union. [no longer 
natural; whole] intersections cut 
open: fresh, hard,dry. and 
teardrops in which numbers hurt
to count anymore. [ripped 
apart, broken down, simplified.]

you laugh - we 
just have to see, won't we? but 
you had thought so: equations
never came true in reality. that's why,
I had to swallow those 
gumdrops, and cancel those numbers -
for I knew of an equation that was
really true. 


and when
the roots of heartache 
sank completely into the volume 
of my dreams. 
that's when I finally solved 
our problem. 

Me + U = {} 

we were non-existent. 

Null?