Compiled this for a competition. Dead last. Actually donít know, but it did not get a place.
The following poems are randomly selected from part B of the Garden series.
If you are patient, the whole story may appear. There is a doorway on this site, that will open to the poetry collection, both in context and complexity.
SoIt has happened once again, as it has done every millennium or so. The Great One, has means in his ways. These wars, of total annihilation, act as a cleansing process.
SortiesA quick brief on the rest of the Division.
Brothers of GubI am a member, of the Brothers of Gub.
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
Guidance (A letter from Emalf)Hi! Doesn't look good, does it?
CommunicationsAll these great forces have united themselves,