Experimenting with the Blog

The syllabus encourages novel use of the blog. So here's a post-apocalyptic poem I wrote while readying Alas Babylon and listening to one of my favorite bands.

Out of the Darkness, I held a Record

Capital C, Capital C, Capital R

Concussed by Hope run the course of Decay

The others looked on with Twilight Eyes

The Greatest Music of an Era Past

Was sure to strike a change in their Lives

So let the midnight Special Shine a light on me

And forgot good and well

The torment of the fire’s spell

Also, don't ask what twilight eyes are. I don't know.