The day in three parts. Nothing here explains itself twice — read each on its own, or watch what carries between them.
The alarm was not broken. It was filed, in triplicate, as removed.
*What was almost hidden, was almost swept, was almost harmless — none of it finished, all of it filed.*
*The land forgot its line, the body forgot its edge, and the fruit's line was drawn back onto it by force — three closures, one calendar day apart, all filed as though nothing had moved.*