{"id":5312,"date":"2010-09-18T00:39:37","date_gmt":"2010-09-17T22:39:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=5312"},"modified":"2010-09-18T08:32:53","modified_gmt":"2010-09-18T06:32:53","slug":"heavy-metal-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=5312","title":{"rendered":"Heavy Metal Poem"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"right\"> by Chris Tanasescu <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\">\n<p><em>For Iulia and Costin and Ilie and Dana and Ralu and Loredana and Viela and Calin and Adriana and Radu and Simona and David and Page and David and Liliana and  Grigore and Ilya and Costin and Marina and Vali and Xiao and Maria and Bogdan and Bogdan and Simona and Georges and Gabriel and Justine and Martin and Ovidiu and Antonio and Constantin and all the others at Ost Fest and elsewhere&#8230;<\/em><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>The trees and the trees and the trees in the Stag\u2019s Valley<br \/>\nDrink rain all drink rain all drink rain over the bikers\u2019 rally<\/p>\n<p>Feet stomp in mud\tfeet stuck in mud<br \/>\nFeet stomp in mud\tfeet stuck in mud<br \/>\nSame thing of a sudden\tsame throng to be maddened<br \/>\nSame thing of a sudden\tsame throng to be maddened<br \/>\nDifferent riffers\tdissident drifters<br \/>\nDifferent riffers\tdissident drifters<br \/>\nCome taste the trance of the rain\tgo grow with the grace of the grain<br \/>\nCome taste the trance of the rain\tgo grow with the grace of the grain<\/p>\n<p>Come taste the trance of the rain\tgo grow with the grace of the grain<br \/>\nCome taste the trance of the rain\tgo grow with the grace of the grain<\/p>\n<p>It was really coming down<br \/>\n\tIt was really coming down<br \/>\nRain pool rain pool rain pools were<br \/>\n\t\t\t\tknee-deep<br \/>\nrun-off run-off run-offs fast<br \/>\n\t\t\t\twe couldn\u2019t skip<br \/>\nI started to wade to wade to wade away and wade along<br \/>\n\t\t\t\tbut before long<br \/>\nI started to stagger started to stagger started to stagger<br \/>\n\t\t\t\tin the Stag\u2019s Valley<br \/>\ndid some dancing did some dancing did some dancing<br \/>\n\t\t\t\twith the high grass and the barley<br \/>\nbut couldn\u2019t call and couldn\u2019t call and couldn\u2019t call<br \/>\n\t\t\t\tI know to trip is just to fall<br \/>\nI did \tskid\tlike a kid<br \/>\nI did \tskid\tlike a kid<br \/>\nOlder toddler toppling<br \/>\n\t\ttoddler toppling<br \/>\n\t\t\ttoddler toppling<\/p>\n<p>o brave drowned world under the whirls of rains and drains<br \/>\nvision of mud and a crowd of waving stalks and wading folks<br \/>\nsecret Hades\u2019 haven \t\t\tfor my eyelids laden<br \/>\n\t\t\twith lead sounds<br \/>\n\t\t\tbeer rounds<br \/>\nplace where my suddenly amplified heart collides with the muffled drumbeat rain\u2019s torn apart<br \/>\ndoomed death\tdoomed death\tdoomed death\twhere death is no doom<br \/>\nwomb<br \/>\nI return to without ever having been in<br \/>\nblurred reflection of my infection with inflections<br \/>\nrock star\u2019s genuflections<br \/>\nI am alone\tin the drone\tof the runoff<br \/>\nsoft rustle\tunderneath\tgrass in my mouth<br \/>\nmy ears\tsudden corn-ears\tlisten to the earth<br \/>\near\tth\tud<br \/>\nI\u2019d\tdie\tlie<br \/>\nlow\tand\tbloom<br \/>\nin dung and ditch<br \/>\ndoomed womb<br \/>\nfoison of noises<br \/>\nhissed kisses<br \/>\nand the  roar till the hoar<br \/>\nfrost Ost hosts<br \/>\nHorus\u2019 hora whores<br \/>\nand eeking bacchae<br \/>\nticking shtick<br \/>\nwith the ticket money buried in the full moon<\/p>\n<p>Come taste the trance of the rain\tgo grow with the grace of the grain<br \/>\ntaste\ttrance<br \/>\nprance<br \/>\ntaste\ttrance<br \/>\ngo grow\tgrain<br \/>\ngrow<br \/>\ngrain<br \/>\ngrow<br \/>\ngo<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>by Chris Tanasescu For Iulia and Costin and Ilie and Dana and Ralu and Loredana and Viela and Calin and Adriana and Radu and Simona and David and Page and David and Liliana and Grigore and Ilya and Costin and Marina and Vali and Xiao and Maria and Bogdan and Bogdan and Simona and Georges 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