I admire the quest of mathematics
its one right answer to fit every occasion,
its audacity to forecast the future
with percentages, like the weather,
but question its utility when predicting
human nature in its race with science.

One might hope we regress to spurn
speed and comfort their diversions,
make each step count for something
solid, as each immeasurable moment
takes the shape of living truth—always
starting or finishing for someone.

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