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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Gray Day
[time] => 2007-11-27 16:28:55
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[bodytext] => What a gray day and dark world we live in, when the second-born is murdered and the oceans and sunrises, too, plot to kill their children. Jenni can't sleep at night, scared of the dark, of the absence. She clutches her pillow because even it is uncertain in this dying place. “What world do you live in?” She asks. “Not yours.” My world is too bright for the dark details. I can't sleep at night because love has no curfew. And I clutch my pillow because my cheek can't calm unless it feels a bedtime story. And Jenni plays in black and white, Charlie Chaplin in my Nora Ephron storybook ending-- put down your cane, dear. Your color is too bright to teeter on fear and doubt. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 25 [informant] => nosoup4crr [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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