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Life in the Empire

Perhaps I am drifting here or perhaps hitting the nail on the head -
it does so cause an obtuse twisting in my gut when I see Mandelson having such a good time.

And I think "you slimy little toad" and know he doesn't care at all. So many psychopaths, so many weasels weaseling away. When I think of the pride I felt for the people I grew out of and see what has been done. The meaning stripped away even from the dawn fresh dawn with depleted uranium poison increasing day by day


They have to be there

It can't just be us.
There are layers and layers of blinks and nodes and nudges interlacing

along the line leading your eyes upwards and outwards
into the wide blue yonder
that it would be a delight to see

Have they all given way to fruitless vainglory
like the leader of the council I saw
talking at length
with a pearl of spittle balanced between his sloppy lips
bobbing about amongst his lies.

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Comment by BO on November 14, 2009 at 4:16am
Gather yee, your mighty green custard bombs and let these bastards know what we think of them...

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