Even Calculus Thinks She’s Crazy

Her middle name must have been Secant,
Because she’s a long way over being beside me.
Nothing in her life ever was a constant,
She was always changing her identity.

I wish things were as simple as a Cartesian Plane,
But she’s some eccentric mix of irrationals.
The architecture of her mind must be insane,
I swear she has seven different verticals.

Trying to find proof by contradiction,
Her methods were like a Pseudocode.
She’s more confusing than Leibniz notation.
And so I decided to hit the road.

I will accelerate to quickly gain velocity,
To increase the distance between us to infinity.