How did it feel?

One followed by

all those zeroes,

A couple commas.

Those must have

been the interruption

between triplicate

noughts. The

sleepless, nervous,

anxious, unspoken

apprehension of

what it means

to strive for

what only can

be counted,

never kissed

or held in

warm embrace,

never smiled

upon or smiling

back, the world

of mathematics

as net worth.

How did that

feel? Want to

try again?

You’ll have to try

real hard. Only

the numbers get

bigger. Zeroes

stay the same.