mathematics

you are a
triple delight
above average,
and infinitely sexy.

you boast of 10 girlfriends
and you have
two black books -- one for the hearts you destroyed
the other for the whores you scorned.

your friends
are single serving

you say,
too many weeds, too many wine,
too little time.

you are accoutable
for a handful of
unborn babies.

you speak of
too many thoughtless ideas.

you are important to
no one.

you are
half-witted, half-conceited
and sixty degrees below zero
cold.

this poem was written on paper 9 august 2007.