Poems from Austin Draper
Our statues breathe life into us, and our souls tame.
“Tame, Mortals? Never! Their own inhumanity is of fame!”
Zeus towered above the Gods...
I desire to run, but the Conceit, the Rulership, the Lamps, The Drinks, The Turk, The Business and all the Rest of Le Petit One’s (enemies...