12gauge.com 2002

DON JUAN ALGEBRA
Melanie Bogue

Calculating the nine-hour journey up north to Minnesota
To another tender bed--Oh!
But first the blonde, etc.
And her large tears next to me,
Familiar remainders of the day
Raychel went with slurpy-mouthed Ray,
The x or y variable I could not account for.
From that point forward continued a dashed line:
My algebraic loves changed from the science
Of restoring what is missing and equating like with like
To the endless division of irrational numbers like the blonde and me.

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