Mathematical Poetry

Poem Info
109 words
5
2k
0
Poem does not have any tags
Share this Poem

Font Size

Default Font Size

Font Spacing

Default Font Spacing

Font Face

Default Font Face

Reading Theme

Default Theme (White)
You need to Log In or Sign Up to have your customization saved in your Literotica profile.
PUBLIC BETA

Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.

You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.

Click here

Somewhere in the midst of integration,
we accidentally differentiated the wrong line, because for a while
I was on a trajectory
I couldn't stop and it was twisting and turning
my stomach on the paper,
but the pencils wouldn't erase it.

You're back in my life,
but this time there are no integration factors
or complex numbers to work through.
We aren't taking partial fractions of our emotions
to solve the problem,
or doing direct substitutions to find our limits;
instead, we're fooling around with real feelings and real projections.

We've ditched the math,
but we both know in the back of our minds
the first prime is two.

Please rate this poem
The author would appreciate your feedback.
  • COMMENTS
Anonymous
Our Comments Policy is available in the Lit FAQ
Post as:
Anonymous
1 Comments
AnonymousAnonymousalmost 18 years ago
*

* mentioned on today's review*

Share this Poem