Sir Math

[CW: The image you see here is a censored version of an image provided by the poet. The uncensored version is in this post. It contains bare breasts. If that offends you, or if you are in a setting where that is inappropriate, you may not wish to scroll down.]

Sir Math

by Kelly Sexton

Abusive, relentless Sir Math Can’t think, don’t want to There is no common denominator and shove that coefficient up your ass, Sir Math I should have seen you coming I knew all that cross-multiplying would make you hard And how you’d stalk me for weeks I saw the decimal move several times, Sir Math, I’m no fool And I almost fucked you, after the dirty talk about the factoring But you blew your sum before I could And that is why you are Sir Math Because you fucked me and I didn’t fuck you back

Kelly Sexton received her masters in writing and poetics from the Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics at Naropa University in Boulder, CO. She has been published in Apothecary, Species, Monkey Puzzle, Touchstone, Tendrel, and other journals and zines. Her latest book, vodka-mountain, is available through Vegetarian Alcoholic Press online and in bookstores.

#februarymarch2018 #valentines #love #sex #badrelationships #poetry #kellysexton

27 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

USPS Blues

Dear readers and writers (especially those who contributed to Shut Down Strangers)— Just when I think I’ve finally caught up with mailing out back orders and contributor copies, there's yet another hi