Theorem of Life

Theorems and proofs
what a life I live.
From morn till night, I see
equations in blues and black,
with occasional marks of red.
Gauss, Leibniz and Euler
gave me bone pain in the skull.
I can hear my brain
open and sprout blue
blood. I make a proposition
to these mathematicians.
I want you mind for my dinner.
Yet each day they eat me
piece by piece. First the brain,
then the heart and finally
the kidneys. Now, that I can't
even piss anymore. All I think
of are examples from my life.
Memories painted in blues
and black, grays and whites.
I write the conclusion of my
Theorem. It took me a long
time to decide that the equation
of my life would end on suicide.
In the heart of these
proofs lay the battery of life.
Thinking of the results
of my last theorem
I lie in blue waters.