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[aid] => mick
[title] => food city
[time] => 2003-11-23 21:45:07
[hometext] => this is just kinda what life feels like right now...
[bodytext] => food city what can i count as my own these days, under little triumphant candles burning in the windows. what can i take to the cleaners in a paper bag and deny the stains are anything but what they are. did i listen too long at the door and miss my bus while i was waiting for something unexpected to happen? the lines on the road waver before my eyes because i am too tired to be here anymore. casting orange peels into the graveyard to make the dead smell fresh and delicious, they deserve that much attention from me, i suppose. and you increase your stamina by leaning against the wall trying to convince me that you are holding up the building. we had too much fun on the saturdays and sundays we stole from thunder and hurried down the path to our secret place. you are a man of grace and god and i am simply lost in the place i do not understand. you choose to comfort me when it comforts you do so, and i take whatever scraps you leave at my door. wearing your unlined coat into the winter wind i am insulted by your cold hands on my face. unhappy reunion in the windswept parking lot of some ancient grocery store where food has turned to garbage we are no longer welcome in each other’s arms. trained by the dogs that keep us company we are ill suited to this kind of warfare and can only growl ineffectively in each other’s faces. the cadence of your footsteps on slippery pavement is like the resounding echoes of every man who walks away empty handed. gmm 2003 [comments] => 2 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Merry [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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