I love you like the Heroic Age, he said,
like that time before mathematics and Plato,
before Theodorus of Cyrene and the method of exhaustion
and all those godforsaken
mountains beyond mountains.
She said: Sand-reckoner, measurer of the circle
and the angle trisection, why must you conjugate
the diameters of our love?
Why must you break
these tangents and harmonic divisions?
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