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Suck (Free verse) by MacFrantic I could lay lame
In the clutches of despair
float hope past stone curtains
and try to cry out
I could stay the brach
Or run my jaw about her
while she whimpers
But in this frightful calamity
we groan and stray
and when the dirges sound
we scatter to be missing there
She has belied herself to me
aligned her shapes to settle
all the thoughts that fight
to escape from my worried brow
Up the ladder:
A Living Word
Down the ladder:
inverse square
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Posted: January 10, 2006 1:29 PM PST; Last modified: January 10, 2006 1:29 PM PSTWeighted score: 4.9525743 Overall Rank: 8787 Comments:
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http://mulberryfairy @ 64.222.209.137
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10-Jan-06/8:16 PM
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whose dirge- I got lost there- she is dead and therefore belied to your aliveness?
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Enkidu @ 172.185.4.192
> http://mulberryfairy
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11-Jan-06/10:14 PM
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yes, a ghost who has disguised herself as alive to make me calm
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MacFrantic @ 172.185.4.192
> Enkidu
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11-Jan-06/10:19 PM
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that's my comment, sorry.
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