Written by: Nicolas Andre
Tall straight lines run
Zero after ones
Thin beautiful lies
The only time I’ll be a one is alone
Centre-stuck
Zero exit
I’ll never be straight enough to be one
How can we ever add up to two?
If a zero wasn’t so round I could run
Do you find me as shallow as I do? Always uneven
Everyone tries to be like everyone
I’ll take no one over someone
This equation balances.
Dawson's Creations Literary Journal 