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[aid] => mick
[title] => The love that is not love
[time] => 2005-12-23 13:02:49
[hometext] => it's written for its simplicity...what more can i say ^_^ always, abraham
[bodytext] => The door opened into a bone white sky. We stepped through. Two weeks: My beard is rugged filthy red and brown. My socks stink. I have found a love that is not love. A simple song singing silence in my throat. I have spoken and have been spoken to. The old black drunk taking pennies from a jar. The cold, cold shadows dripping shadows from the stars. The world is far too large. It is in the smallest moments that I am consumed. How are the mists of Main that I have never seen? How are the rivers of Africa that I can see again? How I would love to see with young, young eyes, and know the things I cannot know. It is in my love that is not love that comes my simple test. Let dirty beard and filthy eyes stay the screen that shatters me. Let laughter be my voice my only voice that I cannot clip the wings of the love that is not love that flatters me and creeps upon my thought a leopard in the snow. I am shadow to my friends I am silent to my loves and cutting tongues to calm the rivers edge. I am alone and am consumed by what I cannot be. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 535 [topic] => 73 [informant] => iodinelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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