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[bodytext] => Ha –Zy, Cra-Zy, Daze, Gras-Ping, Fet-Tered, Fog, keep – ing cor-rect time with wip – ing wash – ers on the wind – shield; Mem’ ries meet – ing time with a magical metronome of years. Rainy, lazy days once when two and ten led to slippery slides down shallow slopes, or raucous racing rides downstream the bayou usually long, leisurely, lulling in its journey. Ha – Zy, Rai – Ny, Daze, now at four and forty clap – ping time with cres – cents on win – dows marks yet another day laboring and living in a cube; contemplating washing the windows, that reveal no dif’rent view of the ashe grey asphalt connecting the dreary two. Hints of life hiding in the conch displayed just out of reach, mem’brance of youthful launch; tipping curls of the salty sea seem shores from life now ensconced. Gap – ing thru pass-en-ger win – dows, past the drops melting in a myriad of movements; months melding years of malcontent; Tick – ing, Tock – ing into pol – i – ti – cal corr – ect – ness. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 8 [informant] => bohemianlikeu [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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