∫(xy) | ∑(xy) by Bryce Peterson

∫(xy) | ∑(xy) by Bryce Peterson

∫(xy)

With respect to our father’s components
we are first halved and then powered
with another fleshy exponent, a raw thing
that transforms our function
and prickles a nebulous foreplay
into another shot

We adopt expressions from the former man
a series of disorders in the neck and knee
The plot of us is a projectile’s curve landing
the answers, we tussle to plug in
our equation to make a new equation
making a new equation that
intersects a red map
in our veins

Make our girl-next-door from the integral sign
the flirting curls and slender downstroke
incite a rational chromosome – We are
vehicles, atoms smashing

a wreck in a field

∑(xy)

And with respect to the masculine operation
I am an armed stealth-fighter ready to drop
and carry over a burst of adrenaline
to a formula over my shape
on summer pages that tear easily
in a pale grip

And I painstakingly scour the index for a rule as
I sit at a desk and draw a proof for me
A ray from the sun trembling forward
seconds before I can show my work
and it collides with a binding protein
turns a brain-cell into an error
that festers in a line
on my screen

I am given only this form to derive my boyhood
words are ribs that wander my body and
the barbed summation sign, a vice kissing
my knob, my symbol

is what I know