Two math/school themed poems, "Sinusoidal Curve" and "S.L.O.T.H.S.," recited during the open mic portion of a weekly poetry reading at the Gold Mine in New Orleans.
Never underestimate the sultry seduction of mathematics.
SINUSOIDAL CURVE:
Sinusoidal curve, you got some nerve swingin' that thang all up and down the x-axis
Now lemme ax' this: Have you ever strutted your stuff on the catwalk?
Yeah, on the catwalk?
Up and down, down and up
Make up your mind; I'm trying to find
Which way you're goin'; Cause I ain't knowin' the rules
but I bet you be bendin' em; Your mood swings like a pendulum
Whose simple harmonic motion like the waves of the ocean
can be described by your very equation
Speakin' of which: y = a * sin(b(x-h)) + k
That equation's got some size man; You give most men the Heisman
But I'm a wise man and I open my eyes and
See you for what you really are, which is: Powerful and beautiful, like a star
So sinusoidal curve, I've been checkin' out your form and here's what I observe:
Parameter a gets ample dues for providing your amplitude
causing mountains to soar and valleys to plunge in a colossal vertical stretch
or collapsing the entirety of your landscape in a cataclysmic vertical shrink
Parameter b baffles brothas constantly
'cause it stretches and shrinks horizontally
in a manner contrary to what intuition might imply
but at least we see it has the decency to calculate your frequency
when it's absolute value is divided by 2-pi
Parameters h and k,
We've discussed this combination in previous transformation conversation
in relation to the causation of relocation in the form of horizontal and vertical translation
Now is that adequate confirmation of my mathematical dedication?
Sinusoidal curve, I'm buildin' up my nerve
I wanna slither and slide all up and down your slippery slopes while I subtly grope
the negative crests with the positive second derivatives and
the positive crests with the negative second derivatives
Man, it be so confusin' but I ain't one for losin'
So I just be infusin' my passionate views in this numerical cruise
And at the end of my ride I wanna lay back and glide, back and forth
Like a precious pearl rollin' between the increasing and decreasing intervals of your being
before surreptitiously settling in the small of your back
nestled amongst majestic mounds of mathematical marvel
Sinusoidal curve, you dip, dive, and swerve,
I wanna feel your gravity as we switch concavity at every single point of inflection and then change direction and cross another x-intersection
my initial objection giving way to affection 'cause I feel such connection to your mathematical perfection
Sinusoidal curve, I got what you deserve.
A lot of these fools, they don't get your appeal
But every time we get close sweetie I cop a feel
So I know those ain't implants; your domain is all real!
Now can I get into your range? Holla back, what the deal!
S.L.O.T.H.S.
(Students Lamentably Offering Trivial Hope for Success)
Alas, lackluster leeches and lumps, lost in the lull, languishing through intellectual layovers, listlessly lapsing into limp-minded legions of lead-bottomed losers.
Lounging through lessons in lamentable landfills of latent livelihood, loath to lift a limb lest you lacerate your lukewarm intellectual lifelines
Look through the lenses of your lowbrow lives: Like lint littering lazy landscapes of lofty lineages, you lynch your legacies with laundry lists of lethargic letdowns.
Lavishing in luxurious license to leisurely loaf, leaky like a levee, liquefied by lethal liquor and local laxatives, lawlessly landing like last week's leftovers in lousy latrines of life's labyrinth.
Lo! A litany of lameness!!!
Life lobs us languid lackadaisical lemmings. At least let's make lemming-ade!
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