No darkness
No cold backdrop for fire
But I'm heartless
So I'll start building the pyre
The sun burns the vast mirror of water
Turning laughter into slaughter
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Anarchy
PoetryAnarchy. A swirl of topics: emotions, allusions to history, social issues... And somewhere in the maelstrom comes forth rhymes and prose. Note: If you can't be bothered to read all the poems (quite understandably), I've starred the better ones.
