Monday, 20 July 2009

The catalogue

This is the catalogue of the weak and the wreckless. Of the top downs and bottoms up; of the moving forwards and the pushing backs. This is the gibberish of which they speak. I’ve been inside their abodes. They are havens for the dull and the lifeless. Their spectrum of clich├ęs linger, like litter, across every hall.

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