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[aid] => mick
[title] => Sans Peur (In Absentia)
[time] => 2009-07-09 15:46:25
[hometext] => A Forgotten State...
[bodytext] => Reason's disavowal, Discarding pick and trowl, Nails tipped with lint, The manic man churns the sodden earth in the hallway, Looking for worms, a relapse, a Stint. His figure hunched, On maggots he supped and lunched, These insects squirm in the synapses, Bring about questions, relapses. In his retina the little man's upsetting her, Mother, Earth doth provide another absentia, Brother. Motes do allow torpor, Sleights off hand, Chemical inbalances demand, The millimetric movement of a id-like hand. Skulls fade with shifting pupils, Ink-laden doom does spill, A half-empty glass of stain-sure milk, Of brethren, of perennial brotherhood, Ilk. A Klimt Judith haunts the essence of this very poem. Memorial sown. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 59 [informant] => stufrey [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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