On The Road To Damascus
Walking around in Parameters of time the tin drum played a tune, calling all to the altar, to the altar and the shrines with a fizz for the past and…
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The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
Walking around in Parameters of time the tin drum played a tune, calling all to the altar, to the altar and the shrines with a fizz for the past and…
I am the wolf in the sky you’ll hear me when I howl at the moon, I am the supernatural a mother of the night, calling my clan over the…
In the southern part of a south Asia a country near a border that shall be nameless, stood a man and his young daughter the man’s daughter wished to attend…
So I wasn’t wrong all along the line of thought, the new developments, the crammped spaces in designated areas. Self sufficiency had taken to new highs, we were becoming population…
No mind no reason no living cohesion in all our living and lying mistakes, no ulterior hand in the motives of the madness, a smile replaced by the paper cracks…