haha. though mathematics might as well be my middle name, i can wholly sympathise with your poem. to me, math never 'fills' my head-- it simply exists there; when i do maths, it filters through... more 'trickling' than 'whizzing', i s'pose.

you captured the emotion very nicely, nonetheless! ^^;

-lin

lol!! i hate math. i liked 'I carve you with my ballpoint as you fill..'

whoa. not bad. nice piece here. was just doing maths today by orders from the powers above.

nice descriptions here. personally, i don't really like 2 liner poems, but i shall make an exception for this piece. (:

happy new year.

I hate math too. Love the way you describe its horrors. Well done. (:

¿And what if math was just a quirky language our mind uses to express its quantum dynamic state of being? m

*snarling angrily* I hate numbers...*barks* I hate math...I sit in my dark hole and watch as they pass by me on their nightly rounds, looking for the poor writer to torture! Die numbers...for I have longed to kill you...make you suffer...

...nice...for a poem about my worst ememies...*barks again, eye twitching*

I especially love the dance of your first two lines in my imagery. wonderful poem.

like the new style lovely. it's wonderfully contemporary yes and relate-able. relativity, yeah? like it. dig the flow. -kismet.