THEOREM OF YOU
January 2003
Lorenzo Vantaggiato
Perceiving your day
and your very existence
As you set out for
the shower at morning
What makes your
human equation
The constants and
the variables
At times it’s all so
confusing in its linearity
Others it’s oh so
clear in its chaos
A pendulum swinging
between luck and anticipation
Out of need
You learn how to
walk on stilts
And pretend they’re
your legs
Covered in fancy
pants
To tread on soft
ground of rocks and chance
And tower over
masses of screaming crowd
As a monolith to
structurelessness
Suspended a few
inches from earth
It all works out in
the end
Having no safety net
Yet being slightly
above sense
That is the cure to
your
Obsessive-compulsive
disorder.
Copyright 2003 by Lorenzo Vantaggiato
