Calculation

You went into the kitchen cupboard, got yourself another hour and you gave half of it to me. We sat there looking at the face of these strangers in the pages 'til we knew them mathematically. They were in our minds until forever but we didn't mind, we didn't know better.
So we made our own computer out of macaroni pieces and it did our thinking while we lived our lives. It counted up our feelings and divided them up even and it called that calculation perfect love.
Didn't even know that love was bigger.
So we made the hard decision and we each made an incision. Past our muscles and our bones saw our hearts were little stones. Pulled them out, they weren't beating and we weren't even bleeding as we lay them on the granite counter top.
We beat them up against each other.
We beat them up against each other
We struck them hard against each other.
We struck them so hard, so hard until they sparked.

Hey this fire it's burning us up!

Regina Spektor