The Murk of Illusion and The Livery of Lusk are the only two pieces of my writing in existence to be considered poetry. Originally written in early 2005, they were intended as a polite encapsulation of the thematic content of The Emitron Micropaper. The clumsy use of outmoded language was contrived and littered with stumbling, archaic phrases. I felt it was far from the literary art it was supposed to be. Several attempts to withdraw these two rhyming works before it was published proved to be in vain. These attempts merely resulted in a complex wrangle with the members of The Emitron Art Group, and despite numerous impassioned protestations, both The Murk Of Illusion and The Livery of Lusk were published.