Boreal light-loaded incorrigible
Plutocratic anarchy breaks the archons
Little praised here more adamantine than those
Clapped into durance
Herod rants | pageants on their wooden tractions
Cannot hold him · Now he is in the shambles
Butchers Row · Come back you old wakeman | watch us
Cartwheel to ruin
Terms at law viz Tragedy Anticommons
Tudor statecraft sounds only half as stately
Interludes they acted in fiery winter
Heywood and Medwall
So then tell us what inspiration | sets I
Magination back on its heels of rancour
Inner cells where rigged Politeia banters
Tokenless furies
Shall they break us twice in unbroken cycle
Lords of our time | losers of others’ livings
Negative life equity left our children
With a bone ploughshare
Who are these restless in the darkened kingdom
Apprehension memory clamour spectral
Turn in conned sleep murmurous vexing nation
Now and regardless