poetry
Joe Vagrant
Lyrics from the songs of “Dystopia Boy” the upcoming novel from Subtopian Press
Corporate Hun
Gather ye round, you Corporate Huns I’ll show you the death of your future sons And as the bodies heap up by the tons I’ll watch as your wax stone building runs down through the street on the people it shuns and I see America burning like hell-born nuns…
You Marks of the Beast you Myth Pilgrim Feast A swinging axe should be yours at the least 43 13