Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+ |
Custom Search
|
|
||||
Welcome ! | Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link | 12-June 05:48:23 AEST | ||
|
||||
|
||||
|
|
Array
(
[sid] => 108550
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Twenty-two miles
[time] => 2005-10-27 00:16:08
[hometext] => ^_^ always, abraham
[bodytext] => Twenty-two miles. Mexico is too far to consider. Arizona is a day away. The sands beckon elaboration. My voice is dry. My voice is a sunken husk steering the horizon. I thirst; the sands thirst with me, stalk quietly behind me. The sun begins. The sun begins. I begin to speak. I have a dream slithered up the base of my skull. It is a wounded grace babbling over wasted space and pain. It is ***** all demanding the lie; the salt stirs my skin; stirs my hair; begins to increase. It is always a lie. The canyons tell prayer, fallen in the depths of the sea. The mountains sell dust and fire crawling to our fear. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 21 [informant] => iodinelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
|