Hyperbolic Laws Of Geometry Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

For some reason the meaning of
a poem dealing with chicken livers
and their division into tangents

skimmed my intellectual cerebration.
I suspect the ditty was not as difficult to
understand as Nikolai Lobatchevsky's

hyperbolic laws that state through a
point and a line in space there's an
infinity of parallels. Duh!

To me, however, it zips right over my
orthogonally erect hair.
I can't get the horizontal asymptotes of

my rational thoughts to stay straight.
My thinking kept curving round an x-y
graph in my inebriated brains.