She knelt down. "That must hurt," she said orangely. She kissed me under
the ear. She licked my neck.

She settled her weight on me. She was a custom-fitted apparatus of
interlocking arms & legs. She had the entire agenda in her hands.

Once again there were blue-white universals. We tumbled through the
monolith. The world ran like a frozen cotton candy nightmare in a blue &
black box. Particle physics & gravitation simmered like crabs. Four walls
waited for the tesseract, and the planes intersected. The time/mond
facets tumbled like crystal confetti. Outside sirens meowed obscure
errands. At last: the crystal helicopters of Heaven.