It’s the difference between trying to shake loose the truth,
or documenting the location.
Everything is.
Poetry behaves in accordance to all known natural laws. That’s good, that works, and that can help us. Where we get into trouble though is the vehicle of poetry is the mind.
Take a deep sigh and shake it off,
it turns out to be a simple decision,
one that the most people fall into almost naturally.
In the case of poetry the choice is between flagellation and breathing. This decision is usually informed by ideology, in your case flip a coin.