The Eunuch

Corpulent Orson sits at the table in silence— Brimming room coughs and mutters prayer or foregone judgement In sweat-lodge bother, the me...

Headlines proclaim the end of human civilization : What sad reminiscences! What quaint anachronism! Human civilization ended way back . We ...

Follow the thread, mind as fingers feel along a near-Gordian mass of headphone wires: I speak of that which is not new nor old, but endur...