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[aid] => mick
[title] => Cough Syrup
[time] => 2004-05-08 07:37:04
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[bodytext] => I woke up this morning with blood on the bed sheets. I was intravenously baptized in the milk of your wounds. Forever shackled to the smiling stairwell, With the gaping incision, While repaving this yellow brick road, With a flood of Oedipucides. To separate his shadow would bring only partial justice. Circumcising the burning rainbow, Forfeits the pot of gold laced in sin. Repeatedly, while being drawn and quartered, I crash the car into a brick wall, Just to see if the police come. Radio waves rape our minds to the point of schizophrenia. I am blaming the hallucinations of post-mortem cough syrup, That fuel the obsession. Poised social skills seasoned in ketchup, Posing as a healing knife wound. So stitch yourself together, With mythological, golden lies, And call yourself cauterized. I think it's time to bleach the sheets clean, Lay my head down and wait for the next midnight staining. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 43 [informant] => savingmarion [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 11 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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