Your beautiful eye, It wanders. “One eye looking at you, One looking for you” Grandad always said, When mine did the same thing. When the...

Fuzz comes down, Covers my eyes like wool The light coming through Another mocking sort. My hands are never close enough I knock over...

Soaked and percolated, There it was, in the Hampshire located. The mystic landscape, all drenched and isolated; The rain poured as if it...

Oracles used to be blind. Overcome with knowledge, The transactional nature Which blackens their blood. Infernal mark Of the inhumane....