Beautiful maiden, is this raven like a revived ancient queen Her hosts were drowned in the Sea of Reeds eyes like azure stones shes the metal maven This self-created work of art A woman set-apart Like

I miss aloneness It is more agreeable to me than this intolerable closeness flecks of meek affection rising in my spirit That I will drown with the irresponsible consumption of strong spirits Full of so

Born with only the will to fight In this sphere where might is right Seeking purification through stormy days and endless sleepless nights The fleshly tenure is untenable It has learned to aggress to repress

I lived the dream of Eden before I passed into toil's gate Was I blinded by the charms of Circe? Here it was after all these years- here is what it meant to really feel Like that supplication to home soil

It still eats me up I push you out of mind I will never see you again I hope you cried I hope you miss it too I feel for whoever hurt you to make you act like that It was nothing, it meant nothing to you

I didn't know what you were, until I lost you Until I lost you- I could not admit it to myself That there was love, that I knew you never had So I did not thrust it upon you, but kept it sealed I know

Dreams of the memory palace come to me With that last light peeking into a hovel where solitude brings in the spring Love and Hope are but four-letter words But I wake with only one, to turn back across

Nothing learned except slavery No sleep for the plotters No rest for the wicked No reprieve for the good Nothing goddamn matters! No one, nothing- all is emptiness In every action and pursuit-the end Rampant

The two articles cover a need to fix the electoral system which is supposedly broken. The first, by Richard Hanson titled ‘Nationalize Oversight and control’ sets out policy proposals while the second,