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[aid] => mick
[title] => Paralysis
[time] => 2007-10-18 00:35:48
[hometext] => An assignment for creative writing. I had to begin the poem with the phrase,
[bodytext] => All this happened, more or less-- our sweat dissolved after inching past the broken train, which stood alone half-way off its track. We slowed our pace until standing still--we peered into it. The cold grey chamber spoke to us, though we didn't know its story we felt drawn there like kids in horror films stepping into abandoned houses. Maybe it was the darkness that attracted us more than the machine. Blacker than black, we lost sense of everything including each other until I didn't know who I was. I was a memory and the only thing real was the blind texture of awareness. Hightened senses stole attention from thoughts and we were silent, alone, together-- paralyzed for what seemed like years. And when we stepped away we never spoke. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 21 [informant] => zenmind [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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