shebs@utah-cs.UUCP (Stanley Shebs) (11/01/83)
I walked on a silver plain Three great structures stood over One bathing me in red light Another hot and silent The last screaming perpetually All was dark covered over Save for a light in the west And the constant dusty wind. I felt currents racing beneath my feet, Hurried messengers of waving electrons And a hum came through the breeze Hinting of transformed energy The silver gave way to murky glass, But still there were glinting domes in the distance An infinity of pits, deep and dark Another silver sea, then a black wall under the lights Smooth and hard, letting none pass Nowhere to go, nothing avails in this the perpetual gloom. stan shebs utah-cs!shebs