And it all came together with a crashan expanding singularity creatingpure noiseMonumental foam rising in a desert seaof wakingsomething.The monsters and the carnivores of the soonand the twisting neverThe cancers and the throbbing monadsThe green megaliths and gropingsummersThe plush sentients All at once. Ascending mightily a broad expanse of unbounded Nothing? Surely not. But all … Continue reading Pressure-sensitive Poetry: Idle Extrapolation on the Creation of the Universe