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[sid] => 148889
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => . . . with my weakness
[time] => 2009-04-03 14:18:37
[hometext] => I cannot disappoint you. . .
[bodytext] => fragile seed
brought to rest
beside the river of defense.
nearly swept away
on the wings
of my weakness.
& of what is to come?
I caress a subtle feeling
texture of an aliby.
I predict my misbehavior
bled the crypt
but not bone dry.
gesture of a higher ending
nomad stars
to charge the sky.
process of a tender ending
sky of glancing
sideways. . .
sigh. . .
at last I peek
in that direction
sugarcane
honey
& saffron. . .
good-bye. . .
farewell
adieu
good-bye. . .
the gentleman
of time has come.
we've been beyond
a whispers reaching.
& missed the echo
of our echoes
precious collision.
spun. . .
a decibel of kind tuition
decibel of one
undone. . .
[comments] => 2
[counter] => 176
[topic] => 76
[informant] => elle
[notes] =>
[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 5
[ratings] => 1
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => obsession
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