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[sid] => 22074
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => the serpent reckoning
[time] => 2003-08-19 03:05:00
[hometext] => evasive, leaving much room for interpretation; the ramblings of a blue-collar/sub-city native with dreams of anarchy
[bodytext] => it's getting darker in my garden deep inside beeswax trickles on my blooming bed of grass roses denied the light uncountable misnumbered how can you trace my amputated limbs? never once did I trust the shiny coins and crisp bills that enraptured the cattle I love and adore this skin that I'm in is beginning to sin I must shed to regain my sight I'll lay awake next to my baby the sea sand escapes my withered hands so broke so blue don't know what to do here on this land so dry and wasted running through the flanked fields filtrate my filthy mouth and mind among the walking dead we conga into the depths of Hell awaiting our orders to kill eachother off so cold it is here in this bland season I shiver from the tingle of the other worlds... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 41 [informant] => aom [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => political )
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