Parliament Leaks

Lots of drips on the back-benchesDissolve parliament! Damp members laying on the sob storyWet blankets piled on the floor Something in Parliament is rottenThe roof is caving inTrickle-down economics just isn't workingEven the chamber is crying Tory showerTaking the pissDeckchairs on the titanicSinking shipRatsRatsRats The drip, drip, drip of Cuntservative mis-management has officially became a … Continue reading Parliament Leaks →

Trop Des Mots Dans L’univers

Trop des mots,Il y a dans le monde,Plus que l'on pourrait compter, Trop des mots,Commençant par 'A',On n'a pas d'espoir de les apprendre! Des montagnes,Des plaines grandes,Les rivières et les oceans,Des continents vastes formés entièrement de mots… Il y a des choses tellement,Que nous ne saurons jamais,Pas même que les mots pour les décrire; Les … Continue reading Trop Des Mots Dans L’univers →

Rigel’s Rude Recounting

Radiant Rigel,Rises regularly,Rays revealing,Rustic rare runes, Revolutions recorded,Round radioactive rocks,Ruined reactors,Recall rogue robots, Ravines remember rivers,Rejecting recent rains,Raided resources,Reprehensible regret, Repaired rockets rest,Representing resurgence,Repugnant rotting rapists,Reveal remorseful reality. 🌪

Acidalia Planitia

A fountain of feeling,And knowing sensitivity,Coming down for a soft landing,With the lightest of touches, I'm here for exploration,Graceful, yet bold,As the features, before me,Are familiar yet surprising; It's a subtle and dangerous game,Of experience and insight,Following deepest intuitions,To feel our way through; An atmosphere that is rich with mystery,A restless surface, which swelters and … Continue reading Acidalia Planitia →

Dreams 6

Grandad's commemoration speech in full: "Be the change you want in the sea", That's why I became a whale,And moved to Europa, I wanted to advocate for the rights of whales,And demonstrate here, what they are capable of; On Europa,Whales may engage in 3d chess,May indulge in mass symphonies of soulful echoes,And, free to express … Continue reading Dreams 6 →

Poetry Pandemic

I have so many things I want to write about!But I don't want to flood the internet, The world's not ready yet,For my poetry pandemic. 🌪

All My Contents

This is not content,But the contents of my soul, This is not content,But the concepts of my mind, And I am not content,To label this vaguely, This is not content,—But reasonably-specifically,This is poetry. 🌪