Are we in control, or do we merely think we are in control?
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.
WhenTension is beginning to mount,
Higher and HireSicta is to lead, Flying Maniax to the East;
Arriving RitualRexoch made a grand appearance in Ketpoc,
Kindaal's LureThe sole surviving Wigrae returned,
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,
Shadow CreatureWhy, does Natas always send me out here?