My posts a few and far between now, here’s a poem I wrote to pass the time though, hope you enjoy.


Virginia Creeper

Pay… Or die.

You stand before your liege and your liege asks of nothing more.

The night wears thin,

Tis armour of yours shall not remain.

Stand in inequality or be thrusts into the reaper’s hands.

Write off your sovereignty or have your bones be carved with fate…

So be it, Virginia comes, comes creeping into your veins