He doesn't wonder aloud.
But - one day - I went to Walmart. . .
along the way some-stupid-thing,
crossed my mind
as a train-crossing stopped traffic.
Why do fractions exist, and
if so?
Why, oh why the hell
does algebra!
It is the cause;
the process: of becoming.
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