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[sid] => 150943
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => While My Calluses Continue To Rupture In The Name Of The Common Good...
[time] => 2009-06-22 20:55:10
[hometext] => This is about my love, and how she thinks the world owes her something, and what a scam artist she is...
[bodytext] => like plectra upon harpsichord string the subtle accentuation of her flesh upon box spring compose the phonology of her nonchalance like the nerves she strikes, she beckons prompt response within the confines of the somatic stage stitched with silver thread upon gilded page inscribed with unabridged content, unscathed by guilt with such precision, such focus, as the spotlights quilt patterns of unsurpassed elegance as she shines like grand royalty, her tiara in the fold always focused and poised upon their sole inhabitant the only true sense of loyalty, she has ever cared to behold her ever inflated sense of entitlement and privilege only aggrandized by the virtuous nature of her solemn and noble deeds she is the primary beneficiary of government loopholes and the mismanagement of funds and is completely unable to distinguish between her wants and needs she is the hardest working individual to have ever crossed my path moving the heavens themselves in order to defraud the state and hitherto has received income, housing, and sustenance courtesy of the taxpayers and of my own estate while my calluses continue to rupture in the name of the common good another byproduct of the forever-binding greed of the capitalist agenda my patience slowly drifts through the carpal tunnels the unmoving pawn, left to hang in the gardens of the hacienda to have not the credit to escape the centipedes that inhabit this basement watching through an etched goblet as the world is sliced and handed to her upon silver platter in the merry "blanking" meanwhile my efforts go unnoticed hopefully the glass will shatter [comments] => 4 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 75 [informant] => heartstrings_unwound [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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