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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Sun, The Moon, Us…All fine.
[time] => 2016-02-27 02:41:47
[hometext] => In awe of this grand cycle
[bodytext] => No instruction handed out with the crying, slipped as we are /'/tween slivered dream of feathered lids and graveled clawing. Dawn/'/s baby teeth nipping infant chill, new born marrow crawling in duty- bones to fill whilst/'/ synapsed sparks command in toil, speechless snippet/'/s whip waltzing on baton/'/s cranial glimmers, astounding! every life second a Beethoven rampant in our private hall, our booked soliloquy- our calcium amphitheater roundly writhing /'/neath it all alone- oh, such a bloody, bloody row! A seashore/'/s cells, a misty moor, a tugged lunar show, hovering then or now- pulsing blueness to and fro- in fever to flood just under skin; nonchalant beating blood below hairy fleshy ice of black, yellow, red, white- this sluggish blue /'/neath pigment parchment hisses bubbles- when our dermis falls to liquid breaches greeting magic air- a rip, a war, a fall, a tear, a scrape- then blue...now red! /'/Tis flow be dirge or dearth- spot or splash- spare or rash all day; rampant or held at bay all, all the same. A moon still white- A sun still bright without percept in aerial tempo step, a glimmer dimming, some marrow/'/s crawling ceased- all the same all the time; a life-death fabric wrinkled smooth and back again- the sun, the moon, us…all fine. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 344 [topic] => 44 [informant] => Invierno [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Nostalgic )
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