32 into 46

45 orbits
is all it took
to find the edges
of the hidden nook.

Therein, lay a book

…a tome of ancients,
maybe a journal of secrets,
Voynich’s Manuscript,
or Turing’s codeword,
but not this SYNTAX ERROR’s
peek-a-boo placement.

32 minutes into 46,
enter the combination,
cover my eyes,
and throw the switch.

If the nook opens,
then make a wish,

“I wish for happiness!”

Well, life’s a bitch.

Dusty and faded,
cracked, ripped,
and missing pages,
the nook’s
treasure read,

“Complete Instructions
for the First 45 Stages.”


©️ CGT, 2019.

3 thoughts on “32 into 46

    1. This went to spam for some reason, but, yeah. Each birthday reminds me I have no idea what the hell is going on.

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