Yet More Poems For Our Fab Archive
In With The Soup In with the soup and into the sea, we will one day dissolve and nothing will we be, in and out with eternal universal tide stretching…
THE ALIEN CONVOY
Sat down in the wood a parting through the trees I look up, I see high above pepperpot puffy clouds pulsing I realize that these are not clouds but alien…
REVEALED & CLOUDS DRIFT
The epic shaft revealed upon a sunny afternoon, for a split second opening up and down it came picking chosen individuals to cure skepticism. Foran instant testing whilst traveling by…
An Alien On The Street & How Fooled
And there they stood upon the street, only seen by myself. I know not why, by one, by group, but no crowds they were strategic yet fluid, they were the…