Poetry Chess Game -- Brandon vs. Todd

[Todd]

Fantastic title given that this is a face off between two bishops. I guess I'll go with the theology. Here goes.

The Schism of Word and Number

Bxd2+

In the beginning was the word,
and the word was not the number.

The tree, with fruit blossoming
in metaphor, was also not a tree.
That was the way of the word.

Six days could see the great lizards
buried beneath ice and fire.
The sun was light, and chariot, and flower.
The word craved this nuance.

The world was abstract in those days
without census.
The animals were named
to feel joy of syllables.
Giraffe was a happy gurgle.
Sin was not yet defined.

Or, in the beginning was the null set.
Creation an equation
solved in 518,400 seconds
consisting of 332 perfect variables.
Giraffe was a cipher to extract.
Sin was a tally.

The number can neither love
nor hate the word.
The word cannot abide the number.
They are parallel lines,
orthodoxy and heresy
stretching beyond the call
of the final trumpet.

World without end.
Q.E.D.