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[aid] => mick
[title] => Enraged and calloused wild.
[time] => 2006-04-28 18:22:28
[hometext] => This is the result of blind brainstorming (1. turn off computer screen. 2. write. 3. turn on screen, clean up.) I think the name is fitting. always, abraham.
[bodytext] => Let it come. Let the world ride forward on bleak cascading winds raging forever; opening; thundering over the entrenched embodiments of sky. Let the sun collide into the moon, the regal bronze statuette of love dirty and drowned in dust; chipped flesh white thighs shattered over the chocolate autumn sky. Let it all come crumbling down; The staid knight, the African queen, the twisted bromine seeking the chaste of god and man alike, the rook pleased with the world, slain in an empty golden field; the empty, golden field; the emptiness. The cars rush by; the night is a gargantuan form flailing wildly over the sun. Let it all fall down. Let it loose my tongue; my vomit; my stomach, my womb of words. Let the blackest blood, bloody the streets with my name. I am the fullest scream of the screams that you ignore. Let me see you see. Let me know you know. Let me show you the world, the burning truth, the enraged and calloused wild surrounding your peaceable existence. You are blind and you can see. I am blind and fallen on my knees and I am closer to the truth than you will ever be. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 48 [informant] => iodinelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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