Evolution of The Game
Judge, Jury and Executioner
Too late for apologies, no chance for justice, all that remains is Vengeance.
One Man's Journey To Stand Alone
POET: 'What's you name, traveller?' WOMAN: 'Judith X' POET: 'What's the X?' WOMAN: 'X-Mcguire. I'm divorced.' POET: 'Alone?' WOMAN: 'Alone' POET: 'Why?' WOMAN 'Because the touch of human skin makes me sick!'