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[aid] => mick
[title] => Tangled
[time] => 2004-08-02 09:29:51
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[bodytext] => Webs by nature bear all the implications of a proverbial catch. And blues? These are merely strings tuned to a constant state of longing. You’ve always had this capacity for cruelty, cleverly hidden behind stricken poses and frozen emotions, black as the Bible belt around your neck. You will never choke in public. You'll always walk slowly enough to be seen while my heart pounds its fight or flight tattoo. But I’ve been redeemed. The spider? She danced salsa as she cut me loose, sang of freedom purchased with the scent you left on my neck, the tangled fireflies you left in my hair. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 43 [informant] => oldernotwiser [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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