Category Death

One Reasonable Way

 

One reasonable way

to weigh God’s Creation

is to stand at night

in open space

and look upwards.

 

Infinite dark

vastness beyond measure

made

effectively

of nothing.

 

Scattered like dust

through this archway of nothing

you see… Continue reading One Reasonable Way

I Came Running

When Theresa May, the UK’s Conservative Prime Minister, called an election for June 2017, her manifesto included an opportunity to repeal New Labour’s ban on fox hunting. The Conservatives had expected to increase their majority, which would have eased May’s ability to push through Brexit. Instead… Continue reading I Came Running

Dust

The poem I’m publishing here foresees the end of the world. The false god Me n’ Mine has too many worshippers to be withstood. Besides Greed, the angel which serves Me n’ Mine most faithfully is the Lie and it is the Lie by which the false god rules and will destroy us all… Continue reading Dust

I Insist my Ribs Contain Stars

I Insist my Ribs

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