A Girl Named Sudoku
she told me a few variables then
kept nine secrets for herself
she asked me for three words
that i could not give her
she scattered my nines and
turned my weekends into a
dewey decimaled drama
she gave me her digits in a dimly
lit bar while drinking saki and
putting her makeup on with
paint by numbers.
sudoku take your cubed gray
lined face off of my front
porch for good.
Copyright © Nathan Martin | Year Posted 2010
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