Counting Without Numbers

Infinite swarms of events,
Each infinitesimal,
Spell out the momentary
Correlations of self's sense
Of its failure or success.
And awareness? What of it?
An algorithm caught it

And now it can't coalesce.
Human interrogations,
Each a harsh irrelevance,
Reach for the momentary
Convictions someone has done
What they'd prefer to have done.
Sense that mass. Don't number it.