Far Out is Doom: Chapter 22

A Sacred Epic

Harlie Radio image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA

Far Out is Doom: Chapter 22

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

And flies descended, for he would not take;
In the cave, where parts refreshed waited use,
And purged machines warmed by new heart of man,
Would purring stir, started into motion
By that first Mover who orchestrates all;
He struggled, that deformation of life,
Our l…