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Array ( [sid] => 115495 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Inheritance [time] => 2006-02-27 10:44:54 [hometext] => [bodytext] => A cat sprawls it’s epitaph upon the sidewalk
The symmetry of you and your roots
Where the grunge and greasy patrons wade
Rancid repugnance wafts from soft thighs and liberal tissues
And enchants them with it’s noxious euphoria

As they squat and defecate their worth in the shiny cobbled gutter
It could easily be mistaken as being it’s owner’s offal
True doom is so rarely honest
But as stitched wrists chafe against bulbous bellies it is realized again

And pale common teats sag and leak over lapels far out of reach
Mumbling as slaver rolls and gathers down, down between your litter
And weltering in your zenith as your bequest is lifted from it’s fast food cup
It would have gone to puncture your rash raw groin anyway

What stalls posed by beliefs wont halt the coming of the fleets
Engage your syringe and the forged virtue it takes to supposedly innate a cringe
The clandestine lives as written so doggerel leave only one line to live it again
Survive by retreat. And live with awkward aversion and the terror of being caught. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 21 [informant] => aetiusesteliot [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
Inheritance

Contributed by aetiusesteliot on Monday, 27th February 2006 @ 10:44:54 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



A cat sprawls it’s epitaph upon the sidewalk
The symmetry of you and your roots
Where the grunge and greasy patrons wade
Rancid repugnance wafts from soft thighs and liberal tissues
And enchants them with it’s noxious euphoria

As they squat and defecate their worth in the shiny cobbled gutter
It could easily be mistaken as being it’s owner’s offal
True doom is so rarely honest
But as stitched wrists chafe against bulbous bellies it is realized again

And pale common teats sag and leak over lapels far out of reach
Mumbling as slaver rolls and gathers down, down between your litter
And weltering in your zenith as your bequest is lifted from it’s fast food cup
It would have gone to puncture your rash raw groin anyway

What stalls posed by beliefs wont halt the coming of the fleets
Engage your syringe and the forged virtue it takes to supposedly innate a cringe
The clandestine lives as written so doggerel leave only one line to live it again
Survive by retreat. And live with awkward aversion and the terror of being caught.




Copyright © aetiusesteliot ... [ 2006-02-27 10:44:54]
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