Thursday, July 17, 2008

Kloud Kings

Do they all adore you?
Are you dreaming why?
Does the desert know your wandering lies?

I come in grace to find you.
Are you feeling wise.
Don't let your vision blind you.
See it with stranger eyes.

I wonder is that the sun

I want it to rain down
Give in to the careless flood.

You'll find no redemption
With your waking sight.
The dreamer's burden
Is the dimmest light

I see a damned creation
Do an unusual dance
Don't let your conscience bind you
To your aging trance

I want it to rain down
Give in to the careless flood

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Cassia Ma

There are few who can know her. And even fewer who for this, have any desire. For underneath the curtain of international civility, a snake travels freely in the pockets of the rich. It commands the poor and desolate, and knows no fraud unraveled. In the dozen years following 1910, one woman ruled the hypnotized society of the Shanghai. Cassia Ma Nightsoil Queen.