A Marriage of Mathematicians

They began as an equilateral

60ᵒ between each of them

And the outside world.

A pair of perpendiculars

Whose lives intersected with joy.

An axis of symmetry.

A perfect parabola.

Then the slow movement towards isosceles

Two sides still equal but beginning to

Imbalance, by degrees further apart.

They recognised this,

No longer a perfect number, but

Disconnected curves,

A heuristic hyperbola.

They must find a solution.

No longer positive integers,

They were not the sum of all their divisors;

Irrational numbers, with complex fractions.

They searched for an equation

Seeking out the answer

To Fermat's last theorem.

But Aᶯ + bᶯ could not equal cᶯ

Scalene.

Parallel lines. Unparallel lives.

Their inverse proportionality

Closing in on them like an ellipse.

Opposite rays.

No longer kissing numbers.

No algorithm can save this.

Mathematical logic cannot quantify

Their lives lived upon opposing gradients.

The kinetic energy of their modalities

Pushing them apart as repelling magnets.

Their poles propelling them further away

Until their lives are lived

Equidistant.