A fairly lighthearted poem with a sudden twist at the end. This poem has a style simile to Emily Dickinson therefore my pen name shall be Emily Dupeson temporarily hahahahah. 

The deeper meanings of this poem can be explored in various ways such as the rise of AI and possible domination or the futility of investing in a knowledge past its prime years of development. It can be taken quite literally as the true masters of maths have all passed away. Or more abstractly how the construction of the world based on cold, unemotional numbers is desolating and overwhelming.

there is not a typo with Daimon. It actually means God which is a classic convention I have borrowed from Dickinson to lock math as a subject. The 0 at the end is like Sheer’s poem “Last Act” where it is symbolize of the mourn opening wide due to horror.

I don’t know if other people also write poems to express hatred for a subject but I wrote this one during class and edited it after so the emotions should be quite strong. Also if you have read til here then I’m sure you enjoyed the Romeo and Juliet reference because you are a humanities person and want to breakfree from math and read a book instead.