Prime Numbers (for M.R.P., the poetryman)

       everything is divisible

     as we grow up, and threadbare
        mistaking weak seams for durability
            heavy sighs collapse the card house

    but not in number theory

        where certain ordinates are
    invincible
            they cannot be divided

   even though ordinary men
            still pick fights
     over the primality of "1"

          demonstrating that every one
               has a primal instinct
        to shoot their own reflection

           there just may be salvation

                    in prime numbers
        the mathematician's decoder ring
                  as sexy as Salome's seventh veil
           unlocking Herod's secrets

        and a bard in Arkansas
          who leaves the restaurant
                 with Mamet on the table
        to start a revolution with a keystroke

               and reassures me
   that the power of one lies not in its division,
                  but in its multiplication