A bucket full of postulates and caravanserai
Loopholes full of logic and derivative lemmas
Trying to strangulate, triangulate where it is
Possible and coagulate, disambiguate where not.
But the power theorem of contingency aside, where
To look for answers that border on the infant’s slight
Ness of glance, asking once and for all to climb out
Of day’s career and step out in shade of yesternoon that
Is not a thinly disguised veil but a broomfull of vapor.