Bill The Butcher-“The time has come for you to choose, You’d better get it right.”-Motörhead, Lost Johnny
Inspired by a dream, a story of import, from Bill The Butcher
A trio of poems from Bill The Butcher
Bill the Butcher: Mirabelle was taken by surprise at the difference from the world of Here. The air was hot and dry, but there was a strange smell to it
Bill the Butcher- Samsamurthy attempted to deny this vigorously. Indeed, he was not ill. He was merely an insect.
Bill the Butcher- This time it’s different, because the enemy in the fort is of our own people, not an invading horde; and the rebel is my son.
Bill the Butcher: So, yes, bacteria on Mars are something of a gargantuan deal; but it’s more than just the fact that bacteria are important to life.
Bill The Butcher-Why is it that the Afghan victims remain nameless and faceless?