The Peyote-ry Zone

I cannot lie. I only became good at poetry after copious consumption of narcotics. Hence I wrote this. I would be ignorant to state that those who stand in the way of good peyote-ry might shudder inwardly at the thought of so many laws being broken: meter, iambic pentameter etc in the pursuit of a morally good existence/life butContinue reading “The Peyote-ry Zone”

Golem,Freak,Fool

Golem,Freak,Fool How dare you? Kid, Boy, Son Well done! Now you see what we can do to you. It’s One, Two, One Two. To our tune forever more you will march. One,Two. One ,Two. Resistance is painful. One,Two. One ,Two. We’ll Put you in gaol. One,Two. One,Two. Crucify you on nails. One,Two.One,Two. You won’t trimContinue reading “Golem,Freak,Fool”