ADAM

First she looked beautiful... a single number... written easily

Then we started talking... addition... one to the top... another to the height

I thought I began to understand her... multiplication... seen through... though not entirely there

I fell in love with her... lines and points... simple... just beauty

And she loved me back... got good results... the blessed me

We became a thing... 1+1... I love you

Suddenly she changed... geometry... to the east

Became complex... algebra... find x... find me

I tried so hard to understand her again... Function... the function of her... me

Too complex... logarithm... to the base she ducked... me parabolic

And she started pulling away... integration... irrational

She told me it was over... calculus... I still miss you... pusssss

We broke up... 1+1... I hate you

With no kids that we dreamt of.... became a dropout... me

Every time I see her she looks like... math... every string of her unreachable... the forbidden fruit... and even the blessed Adam couldn’t swallow her