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Array ( [sid] => 110633 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Walking through Civic Center at 5 a.m. [time] => 2005-11-30 11:51:22 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Top city soil
this downtown air
smoothered in the ripe smell
of exaust
and
stained filled sidewalks,
***** grown and overflowed.
Crystlized dreams of
meat to mouth
yanked off by those
dark sleazy days
too quick to feel
too slow to escape
side street gestures
too dark alley whores
open and dripping
vile lives brought by
vile pleasures,
these days I remember
like dreams well spent. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 315 [topic] => 66 [informant] => Nardo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 6 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )

Walking through Civic Center at 5 a.m.

Contributed by Nardo on Wednesday, 30th November 2005 @ 11:51:22 AM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse

Top city soil
this downtown air
smoothered in the ripe smell
of exaust
and
stained filled sidewalks,
***** grown and overflowed.
Crystlized dreams of
meat to mouth
yanked off by those
dark sleazy days
too quick to feel
too slow to escape
side street gestures
too dark alley whores
open and dripping
vile lives brought by
vile pleasures,
these days I remember
like dreams well spent.

Copyright © Nardo ... [ 2005-11-30 11:51:22]
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Re: Walking through Civic Center at 5 a.m. (User Rating: 1 )
by Nardo on Wednesday, 30th November 2005 @ 11:55:00 AM AEST
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If this site is supposed to allow us to express freely, then why am I being censored? I can express my past drug addiction but not be able to use words like
"*****" in my writing to fully explain the sensation of smell. Thast crap!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks YOUR POETRY DOT COM for allowing reality to show your ugly face!
Nardo

Re: Walking through Civic Center at 5 a.m. (User Rating: 1 )
by Nardo on Wednesday, 30th November 2005 @ 11:55:55 AM AEST
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Even in my comment they replaced the words woth *****. Srew this!

Re: Walking through Civic Center at 5 a.m. (User Rating: 1 )
by judasman on Wednesday, 30th November 2005 @ 01:17:51 PM AEST
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right enough how can one hope to express themselves freely with the threat of censorship hanging over them . like the poem a dark nasty tale of a place i hope i'll never be. hope all is well with you

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