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Post by **constantine** » October 20th, 2009, 12:39 pm

there is nothing to compare
with tapping that vein
watching the rose grow
deep in the barrel
pushing the plunger, down
down into the warmth
now i am ready
now i can breathe again
now my bowels have tightened
i gird my loins for the cyclic revolution
the passage of day into night

Post by **Barry** » October 20th, 2009, 2:51 pm

Gnossos Pappadopoulis used paregoric.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Been_Down_ ... e_Up_to_Me
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paregoric

Dig the poem, dude.

Peace,
Barry

Post by **Doreen Peri** » October 20th, 2009, 2:57 pm

Post by **Perdida** » October 20th, 2009, 4:14 pm

I've read this 3 times now and i'm sat here staring at the screen and all i can come up with is... Wow!

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Post by **saw** » October 20th, 2009, 5:06 pm

heavy stuff dino....the raw truth of drug use can be a metaphor for all obsessive compulsive behavior, the huge swings between euphoria and desperation that seem so utterly human........

Post by **hester_prynne** » October 21st, 2009, 1:38 am

Reminds me of my dentist appointment today. They shot me up w/ novocaine.
Indeed, my loins were girded.
Heavy read....dig it.
H

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