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[sid] => 157078
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Scarecrow
[time] => 2010-01-29 23:03:39
[hometext] => dark. dark. dark.
[bodytext] => Scarecrow How they peck at you, you stuffed, silly man. Keeping vigil of somber field, and hateful orange sky. The sun is eclipsed, blotted out by the murder. and they descend in a terrible fury. Grotesque cawing and so harsh a cacophony that you shiver i can not. the image the pathos all encompassing My eyes wide shut the walls laughing. I wish this fist would tighten. I hope to God to be nothing more than this scarecrow. stuffed, silly man, resigned to seeing always the murder ahead but never the merciful sleep. Oh I would kick and claw and tear and rip and shred and kill this black host. They rend flesh from bone. My brittle hollow bone that feeds the earth and changes man. Scarecrow, Scarecrow, Scarecrow When will we learn to let them come and swallow us in black feathers? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 199 [topic] => 13 [informant] => joelmuses [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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