That was encoded
with the truth
that never was
end: 1:37 p.m.
beginning precedes the middle below:
It is 11:40 a.m. on Sunday, nothing discernible has changed, in the transparent scheme of things, and yet, somehow, keeping afloat, like the Robert Redford movie where he says two words and one of them is “FUUUUCK!” at the top of his lungs when he realizes his water is contaminated. 720 more words