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[sid] => 143283
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[aid] => mick
[title] => release/morning 1-7
[time] => 2008-06-17 03:37:27
[hometext] => poem about words that come to mind when i wake up
[bodytext] => I woke up this morning one feeling dull and dead whilst the un living thoughts that clotted slowly left my head drip my un living thoughts fell upon a virgin page the words i never say, caught-in-my-dreams parted lips to pen drop drip drop upon the page release i woke up this morning two feeling dull and dead whilst the fresh un living thoughts that clotted slowly left my head drip my un living thoughts fell upon a virgin page the words i never say, caught-in-my-dreams parted lips to pen drop drip drop upon the page release i woke up this morning three feeling dull and dead whilst the same old un living thoughts that clotted didn't leave my head drrrrrrriiiiiii11ppppppppp my un living thoughts couldn't fall upon a virgin page left flowered still tangled in my web like dreams nothing fell from lips to pen to scared to leave drrrrrrriiiiiiiippppppppp release won't free me got to put words to person release into air drip woke up this morning four feeling dull and dead whilst the clotted thoughts that STILL clotted my head stayed still- wouldn't leave but words still fell from lips to pen fell upon page meaningless words meaning, finally found wrote and wrote words cascading, falling on page after page creating energy from language relationships with words created drip drop gone I woke up this morning five feeling dull and dead inside Unable to conjure positive thoughts from the space that was inside my head No good language was caught in my dreams In the future Keep words from falling from lips to person Keep them on paper No harm done Back to the same old Drip Drop Because I understand I do That every one wants more sometimes Even if no one else wants them To What is given is never enough So I woke up this morning six feeling dull and dead inside Solus loborius demersus Whilst the dreary un living thoughts that clotted my head Stayed stuck inside At least for one more day No good time to release, lesson learnt So I woke up this morning seven feeling dull and dead Whilst the living thoughts that clotted my head Fell from my inner dreams, through my inner eye From head to mind Mind to lips Lips to Paper Back to that same old same old Beautiful sound Drip drop Drip drop Release found [comments] => 0 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 43 [informant] => lyric-hand [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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