A Poem (#1)

(While we’re waiting for something to happen …)

Modo’s Lies*

Ego cogito ergo sum
I smell the blood of an Englishman
Be he alive or be he dead
I’ll spin my insanity in his head


(Aiming to get a Nazareth Modo story out by the end of the year, but that might be a little optimistic. Provisional title: The Master.)

A Modo ‘Minor Module’, rigidly: Five lines, eleven words, thirty-one letters (tracking the hyper-prime main-sequence).

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