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[aid] => mick
[title] => On the Mantlepiece Stood People Against the Wind
[time] => 2009-06-23 21:26:52
[hometext] => '...and if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.'-Nietzsche
[bodytext] => Morning unfurls the day in dark and the hills beyond the city sleep with frostbitten trees on top. When looking down the slope, at the snowglobe city, no people move from their places. Zoom the lens closer to their faces and you'll see only statues, marbled purple flesh that stretches towards the sky. Their red-vine eyes see no horizon as they stay frozen, hooked to the last moment of movement... Look how this icy vastness seems to have a hook and tie to keep it stationed. How the houses aren't limp, with some lit and others darker than this world's dusk. Leer and find that this void, this scolding sweep of space seems to have a design, as if Death sighed a machine of breath to do his bidding... and all the void can do is stare back. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 13 [informant] => skyhawk432 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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