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[aid] => mick
[title] => Zoma
[time] => 2004-05-31 15:59:40
[hometext] => Inspired by a dream I had when I was 7 or 8--and by Archie's poem about his dream from when he was 17.
[bodytext] => I dreamed a dream when I was eight At the movies, it was late I got my ticket for the movie The theater was awf’ly groovy I sat down—the second row The silver screen had an eerie glow There were no previews, just a jolt Across the screen-- a lightning bolt It looked like some strange arcade game A creepy one—Zoma the name A room full of reflecting glass And mats on the floor—just like gym class Just then a door bursts open wide A praying mantis comes inside He’s big and green and slimy too I’m scared! I don’t know what to do! And soon there were a hundred more I couldn’t flee, they blocked the door But OH!—the matted floor broke up From one to the next I could leap and jump I jumped right through a trap-door ceiling Had I been a car, my tires were peeling I ran for life away from there But one green mantis caught my hair I screamed so loud it could not hear My weapon was so quickly clear I yelled a lot and ran real fast Hoping this would cease to last Through purple doors I dashed away Into a bedroom, where I’d stay I was quite glad I’d been so deft When I calmed down, nothing was left Remaining sleep without a dream But I woke in a sweaty steam I can’t forget that crazy scene That sucked me in the movie screen [comments] => 10 [counter] => 296 [topic] => 14 [informant] => liquidsunshine [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 22 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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