ian ellis

76%
Flag icon
Do we have goodwill? To all mankind? Not any more. Did we ever? When the gods frown, the weather’s bad. When they smile the sun shines. We smile all the time now, smiles of the lobotomized, and the world fries. Sorry about that. We got stupid. We drink martinis and go on cruises. Whatever we touch turns red.
Dearly: New Poems
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview