On Reaching Your Voicemail
Leaving a message after the tone,
here, is complicated, like algebra.
You plus y silence times x recorded message
equals my eternal bumbling.
I navigate my way around clingy
like I stumble to find your variables;
your heart is a quadratic equation,
but my personality is Pythagorus' theorem.
Our exponents only meet at seldom intervals.
I finally leave a message of pi--
it goes on longer than necessary.