Twilight falls Upon the Empire of the West Truth recedes And knowledge is forsaken.   Family is meaningless Innocence is meaningless   The Wise Men have been deafened Listening As fools chatter Into government-issued megaphones.   Life is meaningless Sacrifice is meaningless   We hand our executioners the axe And expect a welcoming hug We …

Poème du Jour de Saint-Valentin Pour l’Ange Sauvage

I saw a Spirit soaring free, And prayed it might alight near me. “Oh, Valkyrie, where goest thou, With fey war-paint upon thy brow?” She said two words as she flew past, And I knew my heart was caught at last– The Wild Angel held it fast.