In the beginning, there was a story. Surreal, to put it mildly. This story was so bizarre that it defied the boundaries of reality and fiction altogether. However, it was only the beginning. In time, this story would evolve into something else. Something even more extraordinary. It morphed into a poem, a poetic expression of its strange beauty, finding a way to make sense of its boundless weirdness. And then, like all forgotten poems, it disappeared into the depths. Cast aside and left to be ...