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[title] => “WHAT’S THE RECIPE TODAY JIM?”
[time] => 2009-09-10 16:39:34
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[bodytext] => Close my eyes/blink I enter the play room, Dark boudoir, Palless parlour Circular chamber For guests & games of Dungeon, or cocktail whore house, or Castle mystic - strangers. I close my eyes Hold my hands over the door, I wait for my friends Private playmates & torturers. Scanning the heavy room What’ll be today? They’ll be arriving soon, No windows No rush, plenty of time. Come forward, “hey, I’ve been expecting you.” A planet of eyes watching the Serpent rosary of my days, A gargoyle genuflection in Corners of prayer. Castaway on oceans Grey storms on music, mirth Season of words black sail romance Raft of pearls / slippery footing. Fell to the sky, kingdom of clouds Driven on through vapour. Retracted claws & wings Stoned face hidden. It grows a human head & walks away in strangeness As the unnatural, unholy arisen. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 64 [informant] => incognito_bombastus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ambiguous )
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