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[title] => Eternity in Stages
[time] => 2004-05-26 22:38:23
[hometext] => the need for sleep makes for strange meanderings of the mind....
[bodytext] => Mottled wasteland within glass eye hurricane I lay down to die, no more fight left in me Emptiness fills me up with something akin to sorrow Without tears, or words to soothe the pain Let it go, let it go – a voice whispers within me And life slips past the door Illusions unparalleled in life abound before me Acrobats and lime green cats cavort in pairs Pay me no heed as I stumble about in confusion Is death not but eternal dreams; distorted truths Played out on screens, in theaters now and forever I have been duped one more And God himself, a funny old fellow, quirks his brow He could be Santa Claus, St Patrick, or Clark Gable We had sandwiches in the lobby while He questioned me in detail; I was afraid I was on trial Did I have a good life? did I always do my very best? He seemed to want to know No, there is no waking up, at least not for awhile St. Paul explained eternity and truth be damned, he did it with a smile Angels hark and sing on cue, cherubim and seraphim join in I can see right through myself, not but angel hair they said I fell through death’s trap door with high expectations of so much more Now I see that I was wrong ~~**~~ [comments] => 6 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 60 [informant] => merry [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 24 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => insomniac )
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