because while some truths lend themselves to equations, others are best described in verse

negation

On a day two days after Palm Sunday,

there were no births, and,

therefore,

no deaths.

Instead I sat at my cold aluminum desk

and threw out words like pennies,

watched through grudged windows

the skeletons of trees endure.

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