As a Game That ends Without a Finish Is a Brilliant Tragedy. https://society6.com/product/the-climb-uag_print#1=45


As a Game That ends Without a Finish Is a Brilliant Tragedy. https://society6.com/product/the-climb-uag_print#1=45

Do not expunge the soil, Of dangerous words That I have planted, For others to grow tall And harvest gravity […]

My kind, Has a velvet chain To write my mind, And I have accepted Volumes of stain, For all I […]

On days that happen, Much Too much, To spirits once I ask as such: “What should I do?” And They […]

I told them of it long and longer ago, How she would die How again the future turned, On the […]

And I told her, There was always Forever and a Sunset.

Footsteps sore on the cobblestone hills, The people captured here in stills, Embedded in empire and peasant clocks Encrusted in […]

The gust has hushed, The candlelit torches As demons down there, Are stripped to bare The Omens have rung, The […]

Riot alive Inside the tunnel. Of course though, To be reckless Against incompetence Is always, A death sentence.

Ignore the pleas, And set the motions The Solemn March, That drowns Our Oceans.