The Mathematics of Life

Perhaps

The one subject that

I utterly 

Failed to understand in school was 

Mathematics.

I could never fathom the 

Idea of it all.

The numbers.

The shapes.

The formulas.

Even today 

When we 2

While contemplating the square root of love,

With 80 eyes

26 brains 

3 religions

96 prejudices

200 fingers

1001 bank accounts

86 fists

32 missed calls

60 moral lessons

2 cultures,

meet at a traingular table

In the square park

Of this rhombus city

Bracketed in this oval world -

I fail to perceive

The lines that run parallel to us.

In the hastiness of a solution

I subtract you from me

Only to find that

Unlike the book

Life comes with no answers

At the end.

This formulaic World.

That shapeless God.