Friday, March 02, 2012

A Slate of Grey.



Disillusionment sets in when one is devoid of emotion.

Within this barren enclave, there is nary a stir.

Depleted of involuntary flutters, skips, scuttles and such, it is a repository at best -

A spectre of sorts, to say the least.

Pathos embellishes and dresses to leave in haste.

Intensity gives way to gurgles and then, the contents of inertia pleasantly jingle.

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