Gridcosm

Level 28 of 4711
Started on Apr 27, 1997.
Completed on Apr 28, 1997.

Artist matrix

Grid poem

Dammit Jim, a patina of misery was upon his techocolor dream straitjacket leaving little rainbow smears on those four walls. Chuck..., you're a murdering Dog, and supple is the powermatrix on which we survive, or, at least, have survived thus far. Tell me Chuck..., is humanity out of luck? All day and every day I'm thinking about sardines ... and things that remind me of sardines. But never anything that sardines remind me of.

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