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The Scientist's Lament
Snowfall

Sexual intercourse came to an end
 1
in nineteen ninety-three.
 2
(Not for everyone, just for me.)
 3
Sometime between the Earth Summit in Rio
 4
and the first blue LED.
 5
 
 
Gold ring on her finger,
 6
wind in the curls of her hair.
 7
A tantalising glimpse
 8
of her belly button
 9
would lay the golden ratio bare.
 10
 
 
Then a hole formed in the ozone layer
 11
and the world started falling to bits.
 12
Our relationship collapsed
 13
like a website
 14
overwhelmed by too many hits.
 15
 
 
I never found an explanation
 16
why the sparkle disappeared
 17
from her eye.
 18
It was like trying to find some pattern
 19
in the decimal expansion of pi.
 20
 
 
I’m mathematically-minded.
 21
Maybe she thought that a crime.
 22
She didn’t get excited
 23
when I noticed
 24
that 1993 was prime.
 25
 
 
Not a year most people remember,
 26
nineteen ninety-three.
 27
(Unless of course you’re me.)
 28
That time between the Earth Summit in Rio
 29
and the first blue LED.
 30

30 Nov 07

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wow, great write
Thank you.
 — sir_I_clan

enjoyed this, and i'm not at all mathematically minded.
 — crimsonkiss

this is sort of slacker poetry, and shouldn't be judged on the same level as "boars in the wood". i'll give you a ten so that you can get exposure and, even though you're not up to their level of talent, you'll be able to tell them jokes and bring them martinis.
 — joey

hmm
neither sciency
nor lamenty
enough for my liking
the poem was good enough, though.
i liked the way it came round onto itself at the end (26-30)
and there was a little science-type stuff in each stanza (though not enough to support what your title's promise to me was)
also, it's funny, i do remember 1993 because one of my kids was born then and also, funnily, sexual intercourse stopped for a time then for me
weird
nice poem
 — chuckle_s

hahaha chuckles
 — unknown

This feels very forced.
 — Ossan

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