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She sat before the unwashed window sipping tea of penny royal as outside the children played - some were bowling; some croquet - she watched and s..

a critique of what class and nobility really mean.

Time marches on, even as the clock stops – On the side walk I find a broken watch And bend down to pick it up – Omega (Prophetic) Gro..

When ere I slip into the darkness They shall not sing my praise For I as well am one of them Who bore his father's shame. And for that which onc..

Surrounded by cannibals and animals – The strange tribes jerry-rigged from Juxtaposed masses of amorphous s**t That spew over and over the..

a sordid tale of seduction, lies, conflicting loyalties and the fog of war

Dream, in volatile sleep, As the night gives way to the dawn; Stirring voices in the rooms around, As the worker-bees begin to buzz, The clip-clop..