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[aid] => mick
[title] => Old Man in a Dream
[time] => 2006-01-12 00:03:13
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[bodytext] => Down the road, walking all alone I dreamt of something neat, but chaos was all that shown I saw a rigid figure of a tall man, he sat crossed legged and seemed serene It was not until I was closer, the man was dead, his face writhed in a scream His suit had looked much brighter, as with the hairs on his head The man seemed older than the Earth this night, his face was all but dead Stretch reached out to consume me, but before I had to go I asked him of his values, a rotten grin, so he had to know Old man soon then showed me, what it was to feel great pain Twisting my head from my shoulders, with blood spewing over and over again Stretch told me to sing for him, a story of all I had to behold I told the old man I lied to him, for my story had just been told Confused and unrelenting, my arms cracking behind my head Old man grew so angry, so that he threw his fit and left me dead So now I was not walking, and the surgeons had all gone home I lay there near the cobblestone, blowing at the hair in my face that I could not comb Old man returned this time, but different with a smile upon his face Stretch helped me out of the shoulder, took off like a rocket and into space The sight of stars is pretty, and Stretch glanced for my approving nod But Old Man forgot the oxygen, and he certainly was not God We drifted through there weightless, I grabbed a ride of Comet Birm I named it Birm for a reason, but of that reason I am not quite sure Old Man left me a present, I was awake and confused in my own bed Stretch promised me we were not in space, and that I was only dead [comments] => 2 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 74 [informant] => exodus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => surreal )
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