Who knows where the time goes?
Phones ring and fiends sing
And nobody puts down a deposit.
The TV talks incessantly in color
While politicians show their teeth and fester
And never say a thing.
As usual, our hearts remained unmoved
And only our bowels tremble.
The men in charge are Murderers.
The men in charge are Us.
A Quiet Walk at Theler Wetlands
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It’s been quite a while since we managed to get out to Theler Wetlands, so
I wanted to see what was there before we left for another trip to
California and...
8 hours ago
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