Mantissa

30/08/18

Not a whole

Just a fragment

Infinitude collides with nothingness

As long as I exist

How insignificant can I be?

A small integer

Followed by a neverending row of decimals

Always, almost becoming something greater

People seems to round me down

Because they don’t want inexactitude

My rough edges

And pointy extremes

Now, in this infinite hotel I found you

In the last room

You told me I’m all right

That I am significant

In the beautiful Hilbert’s Grand Hotel

You made me a significant cypher

Only you can see the integrity

I was saved by your cleverness

In that room your tender voice taught me

That I am an entirety of my own

And all those fractions compose me

Every single digit

I was small

But now you exponentialize me

I tend towards infinite

And I feel complete

                         Julio Ortiz