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[aid] => mick
[title] => Peter, I’m Flying
[time] => 2004-12-03 08:35:13
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[bodytext] => Were I to drop, tiles fail, And sing twice of your blades to run. I can hear you sinking beneath, Of a life that you should’ve won. Might I crack the leather antenna? And beckon them both to bleed. The angels scream above the thousands, And licking grossed sin of creed. By reversing the act, By which we fell, We tread Adam’s dance, Backwards and return. Was I the kick in your palpitations? Can I demand to go home yet? Lying face upwards, He bore, Solely, the weight of my debt. Stringing lucid ambiguous. Clear-cut and defined supreme. Rolling over these amputations, Pricked and fleecing at the seam. By reversing the act By which we fell, We tread Adam’s dance, Backwards and return. Might I slip a leper’s contingence? Switch me like a loaded gun. All I smell is a fever bleeding, Saved by a father’s only son. Wounds lying cleaned wide open. Watching those malignancies flow, I scream the deaths of a hundred, And welcome the next precious blow. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 43 [informant] => savingmarion [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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