Far Out is Doom: Chapter 21
A Sacred Epic
Harlie Radio image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA
Far Out is Doom: Chapter 21
by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole
“Such was me,” the pig-man panted, “Shown here,
The vision somehow has been projected
In this transformed cave. Transform I will not!
Though you crave it, and brow-beat upon me
Its burden, and that is God isn’t it?
Who loads upon us, and beats upon us
Insupportable h…