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Array ( [sid] => 164005 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => absence. . . [time] => 2010-12-30 15:31:16 [hometext] => [bodytext] => arsenic folds. . .

disportionate

to some other reality

my head's a calculation in the time of abacas. . .
where photo-phobic memory looms. . .
bludgeoned into halograph

with this. . .

I am left alone. . .

pretending. . .
to miss the forgotten. . .

attempting. . .
to silence the unrest. . .

& all alone

stillness is a trembling bomb. . .

no thought to manifest

contagion is the splendor of this

a journaling of solitude forms the nettle of my bones

. . . striped bare

no sustenance

no marrow

no. . .

I am all alone. . .

forgetting. . . to miss the forgotten

forgetting. . . forgetting. . .

forgetting. . .

to forget. . .

[comments] => 3 [counter] => 198 [topic] => 8 [informant] => elle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )

absence. . .

Contributed by elle on Thursday, 30th December 2010 @ 03:31:16 PM in AEST
Topic: AmericanTragedy

arsenic folds. . .

disportionate

to some other reality

my head's a calculation in the time of abacas. . .
where photo-phobic memory looms. . .
bludgeoned into halograph

with this. . .

I am left alone. . .

pretending. . .
to miss the forgotten. . .

attempting. . .
to silence the unrest. . .

& all alone

stillness is a trembling bomb. . .

no thought to manifest

contagion is the splendor of this

a journaling of solitude forms the nettle of my bones

. . . striped bare

no sustenance

no marrow

no. . .

I am all alone. . .

forgetting. . . to miss the forgotten

forgetting. . . forgetting. . .

forgetting. . .

to forget. . .

Copyright © elle ... [ 2010-12-30 15:31:16]
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Re: absence. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by duff on Thursday, 30th December 2010 @ 11:34:53 PM AEST
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This is beautiful elle. Your writing has so many layers it peels like an onion. This piece is dramatic and creative luring you in until the end. I like these lines.

stillness is a trembling bomb
no thought to manifest.

awesome job
duff

Re: absence. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 31st December 2010 @ 11:03:23 PM AEST
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I think all I really want to do right now is cry....This is ***** powerful!!!!

Re: absence. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by ming on Monday, 22nd August 2011 @ 10:12:38 AM AEST
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This is my fav. line

'a journaling of solitude forms the nettle of my bones'

We must share bones, I feel this. Your way with spacing is power in itself. Love love love this write!

ming

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