“the apocalypse was already here,/ it has been here, in plain sight,/ it is not a thief in the night we must watch for/ nor an impending catastrophe we must manage/ but an infestation so large, so vast in sheer numbers,/ so incalculable in the lives its collected/ and audacious in the histories its stolen,/ that we think it has yet to arrive.”
Thank you to the publisher ISKRA BOOKS for providing a free e-book edition. All views and opinions are my own. - Some Poetry is suitable for sitting on a shelf. Pulled out and read on occasion. Some Poetry demands to be read Living Poetry, Poetry with a heartbreak Poetry that bleeds, that can't stay silent.
Alive and Paranoid has a pulse Poetry that's on fire a fire that warms your core Proletariat rhymes for dark times.