Prediction? Foresight?Era ends. Synchronic withpandemic terror. What do I do now?Who actually am I?Self-doubt creeps and stays. Raise myself aboveall my own misconceptions.Brush up, present,
Mr. Peanut by Adam Ross
The subject matter was both infuriating and reflective of reality. Making me feel, I suppose, helpless.
That was probably the point!
Crown Jules Presents 