(sometimes I get more
than I bargain for)
but I don’t get
numbers.
Numbers do worse
than humiliate
or elude me
they don’t add up.
I am no algebra tart
ravished
by the meretricious music
of the spheres.
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| My eyes and nose never streamed with incontinent ecstasy through geometry classes as my disastrous triangles collapsed in a cacophony around me. Perhaps it’s a failing to grasp or even want the utterly perfect number burning through my retina like the utterly perfect morning. Instead I peer with nauseating vertigo into the deep dark pitch of numbers like an exhausted mammoth dangerously tottering on the edge of a bottomless mystery." |
