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[aid] => mick
[title] => Engulfed
[time] => 2006-10-08 13:15:55
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[bodytext] => Dreams of violence rooms painted abhorrence the color of intoxicating the left field is unwaivering Bitter fields, inaudible empty cans ad nausem the silence of the machina the text read from ataxia three threats from Olympus twelve hours with whispers eight bolts with steel centers half eaten placentas. Two spurts of ignition a lack of tradition a misfiring neuron a cliff of the fallen a bridge across the synaptic gap in her head in her heart in her spine in her mind. The telephone rings from the bottom of the well and everything is broken and everything is broken. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 74 [informant] => franko [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => surreal )
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