Monday, July 4, 2011

The Township That Is My City

Small and cramped. Nestled in the plains that have become farcical industry and stagnant development. Houses and factories, shops and public latrines all intertwined in a regrettable mix sprawling for miles and miles... or kilometers if you will.

Organised and disorderly. Haphazardly scattered on even and slanted surfaces; on hills and in valleys, securely nestled on vast plains and annually sinking in secluded swamps. No space too small, no area to cramped.

Home is where it can be put up before the Assembly is aware in the township that is my city.