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[aid] => mick
[title] => Fontein
[time] => 2004-05-19 19:50:52
[hometext] => What if you and an imaginary friend switched places?
[bodytext] => Fontein This mire of muscle, This mud of flesh, What waters well within my soul And set me apart from the dust? I see your image When it seeps through the muck; Contours spill over from their form: The fields are plowed; the fleeces are shorn. These tears of life, These rains of love Quench the ashen ground And change brutal iron into rust I imagine your face In the plaza fountain. People spill into the street: The market is bustling, so I find retreat. The gleam of eyes The glow of light What sun reveals your body And sets you apart from the dust? I wear your pallid mask I think that I shall be the ghost And flood the cistern of your soul: You emerge from moonlight and words left untold. This voice of night This sound of wind What moon consumes the day And draws us into the ocean’s gust? [comments] => 4 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 21 [informant] => barddta [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 11 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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