Orwell said it before

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Stiff hair is pressed flat by horizontal posture
In temporary clothing.
The flat scent of sterilization
Burns nose-hairs into submission.

The sack puckers and fi...

Digging in my heels again/Don't know who to blame
Time is dragging on again/I don't see a change
Concrete rising upwards, now/Dragging down the sky
Blackened horns of industry/Wat...

Analog Love Story

(I suppose in industry terms, you'd call this a tre...

My mysteries flow out of you,

ebb from your pores.

You sweat my truths and sing my hea...

There was a time when the space between us was not so great, when it could be measured in miles and hours, rather than this desert of indifference. Those days when we...

Lupine Village was a place where everyone was a Werewolf - except one. You see, Randall was born on the height of the full moon, so as you know, this necessarily made him a were-MAN, and not a w...

Everyone knows Penny Dreadful. She's the one, you know? The one. They'd call her the rockstar creator in the old days, the director/writer/producer everybody knows.

Her dreams, man, ...