Mathematical Preacher Lady

MATHEMATICAL PREACHER LADY don’t understand me no numeral of quantity preacher lady looking at accusations in a book saying infinity is proof of a mathematical sacrifice that saved humanity if only we could get back to three and then zero says quantum physics is why we have clocks and space shuttles slipping through cracks in the fabrics of blankets claims blankets are white masses, says I’m mass the tree is mass, birds are mass and a mass is a spot that breaks into a speck so small my car is invisible to god claims i don’t pray right because i do it with my hands and my speech is imperfect, can’t talk to god with a slur or slang says i need to be prized and perfect like a precious moment figurine, demands i stop calling him home boy he’s not your boy, throws a piece paper at me with nothing on it but a squiggle in the middle of a circle, claims it represent life and who i used to be when i had a brain and understood counting was invented for more than money, need to crunch the numbers to understand my sister is the same as me though she died in a hospital, tells me i’m better than nobody but I act like a stranger hiding my divinity code under a hat