Your Twenty Feet From The Door
You are flanked. All around is greed and corruption, your twenty feet from the door of hope and light. Will you make it against glazed eyes of intolerance and hatred,…
Ye Flock Ye of Faith & Independent Automation Plus Tree of Interference.
Man of silence man of faith he sits in the corner in candlelight by the stone wall, beneath are beasts that keep him warm. Their breath in night time lulls…
Relatives In Carpets
I’ve seen smiles and relatives in carpets, sweet faces within the leaves and branches therein. Whole worlds in hedgerows shapes everywhere, I guess they know who we are they are…
What Is Truth
What is the truth if the book isn’t near to any truth. In and by any medium, means prophets to sooth not cure, all you believe goes as the fire…
The Little Atom Splitter
The little Atom Splitter locked in his room all alone, but for a green light and the sound of strange breathing. Deep precision, consistent, counted breath as a metronome tick,…