From al-jabr,
loosely translated.
the reunion of broken parts.
More literally,
restoration.

For once, I was not
a broken equation, a formulaic disaster.
I was mathematics as they apply to the Universe:
perfect.
What is true today is true forever.
There were only answers.

But I manipulated the math;
I changed the value of unknowns.
I just wanted so badly
for our answer to be right.
I was a crooked mathematician,
and now we're the opposite of algebra.