You and your short proofs of irrationality -
Kant would roll –
laugh and spin in his wormy grave.
Successive Fibonacci numbers winding – 1/2 , 2/3, 3/5 ~
I would have taken but one nth of you.
What a gas to find it’s all Ptolemy –
me no more than a series of upper and lower case As and bs
today a .666 pentagram – a hexmark on the day –
you laugh, but what the cost, love?
this scentless mathematical body ~
a sequence of brief variables – so hard for you to sort;
you do not find the equation easily.
so hard to sniff it out.
Instead, you stumble, fall at Euclid’s feet,
illogical, no backbone of reason,
no rigor, no perfect mathematical number.
My - your packed energy levels –
always I thought us together in reciprocal space ~
a shared nucleus drawn of positive-negative charge.
Today there will be no common divisor;
We are not even two numbers
Why we are not even two of the same.
This is the density of states.