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Friday, October 22, 2004


At Least That's What You Said
The current mood of dilapoid at www.imood.com
i feel a cess in the words
softing from the innersanctum
of this small chest that's mine

the words seem to be catching
all over but laying in the chambers
of too many organs to name;
heart, lung, the brain.
all these act together
through endless captures
of time

laying stiff as death, an icy ground
where past memories layer what's been found
laying in the heart, blood bledlet
to hold the welling
the lungs all the time, getting grayer
with pollution

from my mouth breathes
hisses and gasps;
or, perhaps,
breathes a rapture,
an eloquence that flickers everything
alive

words cling to my sides
words speak, the skin of them
starting to fly
to be caught high
in someone's outspread palm
in someone's dream
i'm slowly skinning away more and
more useless skin
to leave behind a fleshly memory
for the world to know



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