Mouldy Suburbia. an informal tone for all to see.
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shrouded in the magic of television and closed curtains.
Shopping Malls and changing stalls.
The Moment of mould that envelops me.
Faceless, individual, one of a crowd.
Security backdropped against white goods and electricity poles.
no-one seeks entry or madness- eccentric.
i'd start scraping if I was allowed.
Many portfolios, ratios and business class tea's.
the sports men, the trades men, the cement drenched earth.
This mould has shrouded, infested and clouded.
leaving nothing untouched like a forrest of trees.
Theoritical commercialised second class news.
the television hand trades with the industrial disasters.
the cast and crew that ingest this mouldy suburbia.
making $$$ with all the world's blues.