In Stasis

You/ are a too-difficult dynamic system/, a product of the unintended/ perturbations of our initial conditions. / You puzzle me. 

This is the condition:/ stuck/ in hyper-sleep,/ in semi-dream/ caught in the unawares/ or at least I tell myself while/ I know, deep within, I am conscious./ Of the pause:/ of the artificial equilibrium we effect through the opposing of the only forces within me,/ acceptance and denial. /

But no, these words are too much/ so I try to be mathematical about it/ to have an excuse for not knowing/. But it turns out, I know the numbers after all,/ I haven't forgotten./ 

The problem is in the eyes,/ also in stasis/ as if to protect the owner from destruction/ so I cannot tell the difference between infinity and zero.