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[title] => Another mind trip
[time] => 2005-01-19 16:09:40
[hometext] => This is me just writing whatever comes out of my brain. I love the words
[bodytext] => One, two, three four more times, a let down, a space ant's music filled flame, shot, right between the lines, into the potter's mouth, left open for the unspoken lyrics, songs, tunes that fill the spirit, left open for grace to bless itself. With wide eyes he dances, back and forth, growing heart glances on the inside of his foot. A splash awaits, rain sprinkled on fingertips, foreshadowing the long term event, a cycle, a mirror's reflection of one's mind, tonight the secret will burst and the loved one will transform the snow into falling ambers. There is a sly conviction that truth is well known, yet a secret, seemingly placed on the outside wall is hidden from spotlights, the eyes of the mind carved envelope, an interestingly placed reminder of laughter amidst slight grains pressed hard on lavender skin, your skin, your eyes, felt against mine. And yet this is only the secret well, hidden, drowned deep within the walls, that create blind scene changes. The truth is known. It is always dug between the two holes, the light fixture and the brown bag, a special date for two, legs spread, scented fog lingering tunnels, the fast memory, spaced far between lights. Continue down the street and collect the garbage. Show respect for the concrete mass, the man made jungle, a principle for humanity, that consists of the greatest triumphs and worst fears, that exist in time as history's father. The final exit music for a film, changed slightly at the sight. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 43 [informant] => zenmind [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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