YHWH = K&S-R/R = Delta Z

Once upon whoever I was at the time,
I sat in this exact car seat in this
Exact car at this exact spot
At this exact time of year in the rain,

Trying, for the life of me, to process
An equation said to encompass all
Processes. Right here, by this road,
This abandoned railhead, this stream

Of relentless recreation while rain
Tried to explain to me on the window
That nothing explained anything,
Nothing was ever the same, ever

The same nothing I was and would
Write about forever because I couldn't
Understand being something that knew
Itself as nothing that knew it wasn't.

The shiny motorcycles rumbling past
Were similar then, not the same.
The blood in my veins, not the same,
My daughter in the back, not at all,

But this thing in my brain, nothing
But something inside my brain,
Feels now how close everything was
To the same, calls it exact, exactly

And rebuilds, once again,
The same impossible equation
The shell game of all shell games,
Covariance, comparison, the Name.