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[sid] => 131475
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Rivers Will Run Red
[time] => 2007-02-06 23:46:27
[hometext] => Birth and Death, the ignorance of first sight, the realizations of love
[bodytext] => You were born in a courtroom The gavel fell; you were scribbled out to sell And placed below a paper weight shell Singing cold in the sunset A bottle drifted to her feet To rest in blinding heat Where your arm and her hand would first meet They said “We sure fit, I love you cause of it, Let’s get this hunger fed” The rivers will run red She nursed you on proposals Spoke to you at night, nursery rhymes she’d write You’d warm with every bite Burning in her arm’s swing Mother time just twirled the clock Till your feet dangled down the dock You would go there and lay when she was off away, To watch the night escape to day, And question the life you led The rivers will run red Then age became a faucet Dripping wrinkles on your face, pouring round the place And you started to get facts in place You cried, “You swept me up, I never had my say, Why don’t you wash my decay?” Pleading in the dust, drowning in the fray she put the bars up on your crib, took your lower rib And whispered, “Sleep, my soul’s your bed” The rivers will run red The sea became an ocean It swallowed up the shore, you sunk into the pour You floated on a door She was swimming below Her prize wrinkled and old Lost and shivering cold All was said, written as was told You were whimpering, she was listening Greatest fears were recognized, you were locked born and dead The rivers ran red [comments] => 0 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 32 [informant] => franciswolf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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