Anew, rebuild, Upset and disturb, That land which had no choice. You lick And pick, Plunder forever. There is no pause, No stuttering. The wheels, They churn… Read more “Plumes and Red Ghosts”
Anew, rebuild, Upset and disturb, That land which had no choice. You lick And pick, Plunder forever. There is no pause, No stuttering. The wheels, They churn… Read more “Plumes and Red Ghosts”
Vast Imbecility 