Because the imagination. Logic disappears. If they ask how the visual extends meaning in the text. Say the color of mourning. Say the sky is petaling. Grief bends as light might bend. When they ask about the relationship to change, say change is neither strictly oppositional, nor does it occur in a strictly linear fashion.
                          Not strictly linear.
Try comparing it to the inside of someone else’s groan. If one complains: that’s like saying that water is not baptismal, not cleansing. That’s like saying that a circle within a circle is not a series. (Images appear like confessions.)
                          The anatomy of grief.
                          Look: I’m waist deep in holy water; each circle is pink—purified—and you can’t change that. They’re waiting for this speech to stutter to a halt. Inside, I’m groaning.

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