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[title] => Lately, I Don't Know [Contagions]
[time] => 2007-09-11 13:58:31
[hometext] => Con TA' gion - - 1. harmful or undesirable contact or influence. 2. The direct cause of communicable disease.
[bodytext] => Everything is chimerical Everything is chimerical. Dear, my dear, everything is chimerical. It just is. Definitely astral [I hate myself for not believing it.] Those sights are not a sedative With views no longer halcyon. I can no longer dream, they are no product of my control I cannot grasp them Though they come only from me. They're possession is defective, crafted unwittingly. Spark is dead. No bone is growing anymore in me I can feel it.. it's faint but I can sense... Shutting down, expansively... When you lie at night or when you whisper to yourself in the shower Is that reassurance still there ? Do you have a hint, an ache, of air ? Because I must pull the curtain back And convince myself my body’s blind. There’s no bareness without my caving mind…. No more will it lie down for me I am stretched every time I wake No longer will this be put on hold. Your face is cold now, it's oh, so cold... Isn't it? Isn't it now? Gored pieces still dangling, the ladder disappeared. Runaway criminal. My peace has gone... My submission coalition, backfired, subsided. A fresh new bloom has been painted plain for you. And you sleep so sound, you have such thrilled eyes Do you remember the kitchen ? Have you anything missing ? What can you do about this newness... You're so lucky. You're oh, so lucky.... Aren't you ? Aren't you now? Apparitions, apparently, do have faces. The gate was never open, but we got out. Placidity has decayed. It doesn't live here anymore. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 73 [informant] => sally-heart-jack [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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