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[aid] => mick
[title] => Still Waters
[time] => 2005-03-29 23:22:09
[hometext] => I'm so questionable ;D
[bodytext] => It’s hard to be real in a world so plastic, so prosthetic. And, this is no attempt at depth. Still waters run deep; and motionlessness kills me. I’ve always got to keep moving. To withstand a reliable, -steady, -quick pace. I’m just trying to keep up pace -with you. You’re always running, and I fear I’m lagging behind. Is that why? Is she swifter than I? That’s crazy there are none more ‘there’ than me. I can out ‘there’ them any day. … Where’s the theme in this all? That’s my problem. I lack theme. -and theme is what ties. What’s my genre? What’s my ‘overall’? I don’t have one. I’m too much of a variety to be sorted. “Themes Are for Suckers” –that’s my theme. I’m not prosthetic. But, I am unreal. I’m tainted, corrupt. Uneasy. (or, over-easy?) Un-plastic, at least. I’m aluminum all the way, baby. “Still, or not?” That is the question. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 43 [informant] => eleventoedsloth [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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