(Poem #395 on new numbering scheme)
I stepped out, looking for the purple clouds. A giant head was floating just above; it sent out lines of force that underlay the shape of space and warp and woof of time.
(Poem #395 on new numbering scheme)
I stepped out, looking for the purple clouds. A giant head was floating just above; it sent out lines of force that underlay the shape of space and warp and woof of time.