White-throated bud, pinched tight in the morning: an exploded whorl at dusk. Or, every consequence often begins in understatement. Or, is its own pursuit of something to call an aftermath. We want to assign cause or blame: stain on the white napkin made by a mouth that can't stop eating too much red fruit. Singed air above a pit where bodies burn down to only their elements of bone and ash. One can buy sorrow more cheaply than wine or bread. Trading it is a different story.