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[aid] => mick
[title] => We learned.
[time] => 2005-05-16 09:37:30
[hometext] => Just be honest with me and let me know what you think!
[bodytext] => We learned the decorum of fire, the flames curious symmetry, the blue heat at the center of the thighs, the flickering red of the hips, and the yellow gold of the breasts Lit from within by the lantern in the ribs. you tear yourself out of me like a branch that longs to be grafted onto a fruit tree, like peach and pear crossed with each other We learned that the tearing could be joining, that the fires flickering, could be a kindling that the old decorum of love- to die into the poem leaving the lover lonely with her pen- was all an ancient lie. So we banished the evil eye: -you have to be unhappy to create you have to let love die before it writes; you have to lose the joy to have the poem- for we re-wrote our lives with fire. See this manuscript covered with flesh-colored words? It was written in invisible ink and held up to our flame The words darkened on the page as we sank into each other We are ink and blood and all things that make stains. We turn each other golden as we turn, browning each other's skin like suns! Hold me up to the light: You will see poems. Hold me in the dark: You will see light. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 43 [informant] => ravenrain [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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