Mathematician

Mathematician

No sorry to undo this doing,and one and one equals two.

A bottle lay empty alongside the tub,
the bath, it’s filled to the brim.

With cheeks finally numb she sinks,
the water too hot that it numbs.

She curses I loved him so blindly-
comes up for air and she’s sobbing.

No sorry to undo this doing,
She carves it into her thigh, and then downs a bottle of wine.

No sorry to undo this doing, the phrase replays in her mind.

Three and four will make seven,
and seven is always too much.

No sorry to undo this doing-
No, seven is never enough.

Two fists filled with tiny pink pills,
she lets herself go to sleep.