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[title] => The Blue Smudge
[time] => 2004-02-12 04:10:33
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[bodytext] => And there he lay plastered down by inertia reclining .. arms and legs dangling precariously from the nifty makeshift bobsled. All the dredges of rigidity funneled from his limp body drained and siphooned away with the alacrity of thin whistling wind Biting cold to a feverish pitch Snow cascading down the rollicking hills sauteed with solemnity His coarse disgruntled garbs glazed over and impoverished with dimunitive flecks of fragmented snowflakes Disintergrating, ruptured and dismantled just like the features of his once taut ,gaunt face now no longer strained but slackened in despondent paralysis. Is a thrifty swipe of rogue sufficient to combat the furore of virulent winter ? Where is the buxom babe of his righteous dreams with seems of her corset bursting portentiously? Has our audacious lost his visionary appetite ? Missionary plaque fisssured. Is it droning on , ignoble and repititive just like the rickety raft supporting his festering back is sliding down, swiftly now under the snow governed bridge as the shrapnel like cold assails every poreof numbness and the collective ache tepidly assauges his torpid vapidly beating pulse. Just as the writhingly intense speed of the billowing wind like an invisible crescendo or avalanche Just as his glassy eyes roll to the wide heavens So white the vacous sky white,white.. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 43 [informant] => CARAAAAA [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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