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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Day I Desired Desire Leave Me Be
[time] => 2015-05-09 19:49:46
[hometext] => A release from this crusty self-created construct, the joy of shedding self-inscribed assigments of identity (my guitar is safe)
[bodytext] => The day I flung desire down sank stone-like into green, endless carpet past horizon''s care, water splashing inside out. I, still dry inside of me, safe so still, my epiphany, discovering (Didn''t I already know?) nothings'' as it seems- the day I abandoned hope hope sang clanging down my throat, when God who matters (over loved ones here, matters most?), I asked the grass for answers then- “Speak back, my million friends!”, when strings were cut binding me, releasing freely me to air, my guitar I played and loved so dear I smashed just because of that- a crack of wood to please my ears, giving song a different note, yet not a note at all, tuning past the silent stare, music tuneless alien uncared, guitar enslaved, tamed piece of wood, one string plus five, arranged, factory-like I daren''t look or read these words afraid the music flee it might, treasuring my sweet release to destroy loved objects as I please, desire nilly-willy from my soul, lighter now all I left or wrecked in shards and splinters more profound, new feelings born because I cared to much, a box of wood, six strings just so- the day I bid desire go, releasing flow sinking stone-like in the grass- smiles all around me now I for them and they for me, a million grinning leaves of grass I swam in them and they in me, grasping long as I could last, new desire gripping choking, “Not again!” way to fast, prolonging moments end- “Oh, desire, why why grip me so? Now it's inside for me”. I left that moment cherished bare, but gently now, softer now, this moment tasty fare. fading now this field of green ceasing fleeing fast because I wasn''t there. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 21 [informant] => invierno [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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