Sunday, February 26, 2012


I see it peacefully taken away from view. Sailing on a boat with such strong aroma. So strong it has to be taken away and to be isolated. As its taken away, its all thrown together. But where its stored it looks so peaceful. Taken to where a different nature takes course. Birds take their new found habitat and indulge. Roaches and rats are in heaven. An island of its own. No one panics when there's a fire. Undisturbed as no one desires to go near. So much trash is stored and dumped. The wasteland can be beautiful.

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