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Poseidon Joins The Dismal Queue Here comes the storm rolling in from the sea the building of paradise interupted again as the parking lot spills its guts into streets and factories breed contempt for their meat the whole shaking beast … Continue reading →

(Poems in reverse order – first is last and last is first) To The Princess of Peas I’ll sing you a song to not be outdone by the gardeners or lords of this world for some are too rich and … Continue reading →