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[aid] => mick
[title] => Throwback Thursday
[time] => 2017-03-30 11:53:24
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[bodytext] => the way it works out sometimes is like an abandoned car on route 304
littered with dirty deserted objects and
a graveyard of creatures
the image is unsettling
the car a landmark signaling, ‘you’ve gone too far’
i’ve looked for ways around finding myself here – here in something so abandoned,
broken
unraveling beneath the rubble
awaiting new days in your confessions
knees buckling
in a world where you are at the center of it all,
i am pulled to the ground
the way it works out sometimes is me,
a woman
the image of a vessel
monument to the lost, home to dirty derelict things
a landmark signaling, ‘this is where love comes to die’
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[informant] => Cathartic
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[alanguage] => english
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[topicname] => MiscPoems
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