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[sid] => 58934
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => What She Learned at the Gym
[time] => 2004-08-04 22:53:58
[hometext] => a found poem, apparently computers don't understand celibacy either
[bodytext] => It would seem that in closed-captions Jesus was a sell bat. Not a cell bat, which might have been less of a mystery. This is the sort of discovery a woman makes in the middle of a stationary run from her own life. The words used to describe her self have been clear enough. But divine sex is somewhat muddled. Like the look in a forbidden lover’s eyes. She wants to believe in longing, but it is so much easier to believe in contempt. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 43 [informant] => oldernotwiser [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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