Array ( [sid] => 167230 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I REMEMBER YOUR QUEER STORY ABOUT CURTAINS [time] => 2011-09-03 18:26:19 [hometext] => [bodytext] =>
I REMEMBER YOUR QUEER STORY ABOUT CURTAINS
I remember your queer story about curtains —
But I don't know why it has stayed in my mind.
Maybe it's like something you happen to find
In some closet you might open now and then —
Something — you-are — suddenly — here. Again.
And — for no particular reason. Defined
It a place and time long-ago. Designed
So as to be vague — veiled; certainly no friend.
Yet neither dread enemy this dusty
Memento from a When — I'd not have had —
Yet still stab barely as then dull and pointless knife.
Now drawn now brandished now ready: MIND YOU! rusty
Gut bare-laid brain — here — pain... still-in-vain... still sad...
Still uncertain still gush purple blood life —
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