She’d just passed her last math class,
only to pick super-mathy Astronomy
as her natural science.
When she passed what seemed like
she became a high school tutor.
When the math tutors deserted her,
going on an American Pi Day road trip
to every diner on Route 66,
she had to dredge up
from her repressed memory
all that nonsense about imaginary numbers.
When she finally escaped math,
it was too late,
for her number was up.