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[title] => Fresh Hot Fecal Matter
[time] => 2006-01-29 21:15:56
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[bodytext] => Black silk Drapes her thighs Her shaven legs rise The heart pounds its last lullaby A black sky Thunderous bolt Tumultuous throat Moisture gathers on her hand Perspiring pituitary gland As the heat is kindled To a softening beat Of a dreary dwindle Chemicals in command The black earth Unsoiled deposits of dirt Bathe her in muddy waters Engaged in the bloody showers Without desire and order With open- ended closure Abrupt, stop, drop and loiter Litter the tar gutter, With ounces of fresh fecal matter, Used condoms Triangular lubricated filter Fit into the blended mixture An addendum Added to the latent picture Much there after Choked cocked laughter Strangulated passion Intimidated private inspector A plainly dressed detective A sworn poor- person protector To no avail Even the black rain rejects her The black sea Engulfs her human being A placenta ensuing and ensuring Warmth, shelter, and maternal loving, looming With a quick snip Of the scissor whip Begins a new loss, neonatal, infantile grieving Her black shadow Follows For a half life, then Disassociates with it host It is only the object, the silk, that keeps her protected and securely enclosed ____________________________ __________________________________ [comments] => 2 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 43 [informant] => jyssvw22 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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