Thinking of pi

Irrationally, I thought about pi today:

How it stretches out infinitely,

refusing to be compartmentalized.

.

It wove in and out of my thoughts

while I unpacked

single servings of groceries and

scrubbed only my dirty footprints

out of the bottom of the tub.

.

The concentric circles reached out

from the pebbles you dropped

from the bridge apex,

propagating endlessly into the cattails

surrounding the waters edge.

.

You watch them

as I walk alone the trail

circumscribing the perimeter

until it overlaps, a Möbius strip,

and the pathway leads back to you.