an apex
this is when the greatest numbers of words are being said
this is when the fewest numbers of words are being heard
a weed was once a flower out of place
now it is merely a weed
a lie, often before a mere lack of information
is itself, now a lie
deliberate
begging for our damnation
we have fully succumb to the Maya
until the born-blue rose
arises from the cobalt isotope radiation
witnessed by the light of stars
that we will never see