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[aid] => mick
[title] => parallax
[time] => 2010-03-23 20:49:32
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[bodytext] => he is the disconnect, the cordon to my mis-aligned space a sprinkling of haste, the floaters inside my eyes I try to hold but cannot contain the moment when they strobe out into my mind. . . & stay a reminder of the restless air of offhand daydreams he offered me, slow motion, please as I accept the hint of heat, the curve of jaw. . . I breathe, I must grandeur distraction of lips & so they speak volumes of words unfurling rapture from monotony feverish bundle of barely breaking free from lashes closing softly on the scent of truth he is echoing. . . so, I hardly even know he's gone. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 207 [topic] => 24 [informant] => elle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
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