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[aid] => mick
[title] => Slouch, inwardly
[time] => 2011-11-10 09:36:43
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[bodytext] => To be tangled, inextricably, mining in a fettered Hole of darkness. Dry darkness laid upon dry aching. Cheekbones clamped aground, as our Undersides become our most dangerous, Slabs pass much easier than faces. To be dense and doughy; almost Horizontally so, and mightily heavy, In an openness of quite terrifying abnormality The slabs flow, ever increasingly in blur and din - Forced intimacy, the chin kisses the chest in the Dark confusion of the day. To turn my front to the haze, and to Face it with ever increasing pen strokes. Armour is still and colourful, and sends Fear upending, graceful in tow, Useful and eloquent as November is slow. Now the dark is a shade like May, And climbing, Brightening. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 134 [topic] => 57 [informant] => AdamH [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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