Vaulting over the shield wall of evidence,
I land with a crouch on the other side of reason…

Vaulting over the shield wall of evidence,
I land with a crouch on the other side of reason…
Sparks flew as hammer met yellow steel caught between its own fevered shouts and the unyielding anvil…
His backwards fall
Stopped
At a wall that appeared too soon…
The woods are haunted, they say
In the pleasant town
Of smiles for strangers and niceties for neighbours…
They buried us in their murky cemetery
Of buds crushed and shells empty…
Full text of my speech on embracing change to maintain harmony in your life.