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[title] => Excerpt from Nightmare on Elgin
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[bodytext] => Dank essence of twisted memory
Enshrouds concrete lowlight caged unconscious Steel hardened moldings wrap and caress Increasingly frightened form as cold sweat Blossoms from frantic brow You can smell them in the unwashed air That hangs in waiting They know you’re here and you know There there… it won’t be long Black slanted curving floor Provides no grip For clinging claws and grasping hopes that slip and fade you slide so surely toward THAT corner no time to wonder no place to think how you arrived or search escape while every sinew, gasp guttural instinct cry ‘NO!’ it can’t but it is… the fate you could never face even in hate’s most self-pitying moment and that fact alone makes it so much more fitting, fearsome and righteous while internal denials howl in your ears reality and memories weave a gaseous mix to enshroud your choking mind’s eye view and the more you try to push it out the harder it is to breath anything untainted by smothering fumes blood oozes from fingertips that vainly grip unfeeling asphalt armor belongs in this place that you don’t… or maybe you do? As the slope steadily increases and fingernails splinter You fall to the promise Of crunching metal and broken glass On curving floor of destiny’s parkade Kent Mackey [comments] => 1 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 43 [informant] => KM [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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