Is there an order? <br />In there an approximation of pi <br />circling our first awkward flirtations? <br />Does a dragon curve lurk hidden as I <br />caress the curvature of your spine? <br />Where does Euclidean geometry fit in to the <br />first time our lips met? <br />Does the Pythagorean theorem detail our most intimate <br />love making? <br />A quadratic formula for the shameful <br />discarding of punched in picture frames? <br />Is there a golden ratio that best expresses <br />hurried apologies and frantic entanglements <br />between our sheets? <br />I know for certain there was <br />a simple subtraction <br />on the day your tears added up everything <br />and finally said goodbye. <br />Some would say there is order in this <br />chaos disguised as order disguised as <br />chaos <br />Continually debating pattern recognition <br />or butterfly effects <br />But I’d like to think <br />We were more subtle than that<br /><br />Charles Darkly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/simple-mathematics/
