Cosmicomputationoriginal short poem
An intimate gulf,
littered liberally with starstuff
yawns before the vast grid
of ovoid turing machines,
whirring their conceptions acrylic
through the aeons.
Through the void crank ribbons
of rugose lifetimes:
pocks glinting by starlight,
camoflauged by unfathomable depths
through the sea of eternity.
Art created by:
1 ... "These Stars" by twiluv19 [edited, cropped]
2 ... "Moonlight Terminus" by AntonKurbatov
3 ... "Dying Star" by t1na