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[sid] => 68318
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[aid] => mick
[title] => MUNCLE
[time] => 2004-10-21 04:27:53
[hometext] => this is my first post on this site. so i figured this poem had to be the first i submited. it's a poem the audience went crazy over at the local poetry bar. plus it has sentimental value. it reads awkward cause it's mainly a performance piece.
[bodytext] => MY, uncle is coming home today... he's coming home from the pen where he's been, for way, to, long. my UNCLE, is coming home today... to a empty house with an over-grown yard, a broke-down car, and a couple of maxed-out credit cards. my uncle IS, coming home today... he swears he quit, this time for sure... so i asked, "isn't that what you said last time?" he replied, "i don't remember, it was all, one, big, blur." my uncle is COMING, home today... i cried...when he left this time, his daughter...she died inside when he left this time, his son...he got shipped to iraq when he left this time. and his woman...well, his woman moved out when he left this time. tonight...i pray that he'll have god, on his left this time. so that when the time comes and he has to choose between life and booze, he might choose right, this time. my uncle is coming HOME, today... i don't know if he'll go get another bottle, i don't know if he'll go to the bar, i don't even know if he'll wreck another car break his other arm and end up back behind bars? but i do know one thing... my uncle is coming home TODAY!!! [comments] => 9 [counter] => 251 [topic] => 66 [informant] => JIV3 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 18 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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