Are You Happy Dear God.
The tide of immorality washing scum on the beach filthy brown detritus of filth agitated by power surge, tides washed, agitated, graded. The worst left upon the sand and back…
Who Told You?.
Are we seeing the estate agent in heaven now our bodies are dead and raw but no price exists up there, it is only atmosphere of a kind, your evolutionary…
Jewels Of The Night
The days are running out and the nights are catching up the darkness is spreading the stars have gone, universal jewels of the night are tired and our faith has…
Not A Freemason.
You can’t trust the alright geezers, there is two lights above the door with some sort of compass beneath, hard edges of correction on show, hand hard to shake, whilst…