Break down the numbers
and make everything make sense
Put it in those ordered rows,
nice and neat and tidy
Simplify it all
right to the exact decimal
…except this is reality
and nothing’s ever simple
Life is dirty
Life is messy
Life is complications
A never-ending battle
to balance order and chaos
(and sometimes the chaos wins)
People and emotions
don’t fit in spreadsheet boxes
Not everything makes sense
Nothing seldom has to
There’s a wonder there
that this weird and messy world
keeps working all the same
Don’t let the wonder slip
trying to reorganize
compress and compartmentalize
that which isn’t meant to comprehend
