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Array ( [sid] => 20553 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Noon [time] => 2003-07-17 02:35:00 [hometext] => Just got to thinking about noon [bodytext] => Does Height really matter at noon?
Without a shadow are you really a person?
Can a shadow exist without a person and a person exist without a shadow?
At noon is anyone really there?
Workers are "at lunch",
Kids are "Out playing in the yard",
Everything is shut down,
Nothing is running,
No one is really doing anything,
Everyone is doing nothing,
I am asleep at noon,
I have no reason not to exist,
Or to exist,
At noon no one matters,
Becuase no one is really there,
At noon nothing is happening,
Everyone is away,
Drifted from the real world to there own,
At noon,
At noon biulders stop biulding,
The pilots stop flying,
The cleaners stop with the skyscrapers,
The gas station is empty,
And the dentist office has a sign up,
Reading back at 1:00 pm,
12:01 is a reched time,
The shadow starts to appear,
But no one is doing anything still,
1:00 is the worst time of the day,
At 1:00 everything is running again,
Even at 1:00 in the morning the night crew is getting back to work,
At 1:00 you must come back from your world,
And join society in the rest of it all,
But I don't,
I don't want to join society in the real world,
I like my world,
It's dark, damp, and cold here,
No one bugs me here,
No one is tall or short,
No one is even average height,
In my world there are no shadows,
In my world it is always noon,
Always perfect. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 25 [informant] => Asatru [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
Noon

Contributed by Asatru on Thursday, 17th July 2003 @ 02:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems



Does Height really matter at noon?
Without a shadow are you really a person?
Can a shadow exist without a person and a person exist without a shadow?
At noon is anyone really there?
Workers are "at lunch",
Kids are "Out playing in the yard",
Everything is shut down,
Nothing is running,
No one is really doing anything,
Everyone is doing nothing,
I am asleep at noon,
I have no reason not to exist,
Or to exist,
At noon no one matters,
Becuase no one is really there,
At noon nothing is happening,
Everyone is away,
Drifted from the real world to there own,
At noon,
At noon biulders stop biulding,
The pilots stop flying,
The cleaners stop with the skyscrapers,
The gas station is empty,
And the dentist office has a sign up,
Reading back at 1:00 pm,
12:01 is a reched time,
The shadow starts to appear,
But no one is doing anything still,
1:00 is the worst time of the day,
At 1:00 everything is running again,
Even at 1:00 in the morning the night crew is getting back to work,
At 1:00 you must come back from your world,
And join society in the rest of it all,
But I don't,
I don't want to join society in the real world,
I like my world,
It's dark, damp, and cold here,
No one bugs me here,
No one is tall or short,
No one is even average height,
In my world there are no shadows,
In my world it is always noon,
Always perfect.




Copyright © Asatru ... [ 2003-07-17 02:35:00]
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Re: Noon (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 23rd August 2003 @ 02:55:24 AM AEST
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very interesting poem, i love concepts like this:) hugs n' love nessa


Re: Noon (User Rating: 1 )
by meganmuffin_95 on Monday, 23rd August 2010 @ 11:26:04 PM AEST
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random, yet interesting poem. nicely done.




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