In all our sanctuaries we sit at risk

Category: Death

  • Dust

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    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.  …

  • I Insist my Ribs Contain Stars

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