orgami's Diaryland Diary

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rusted burnover

cool wind
tickles the tinsel and ivory
of the wire
the dark ceramic nodules on those
grey and silvered poles
squirrel highways

we are huddle for warmth
in bed again
not seperate
one on the couch
one of the bed
seems strange
but the couch is more comfy

tatoo mania peirce mania
Lori is getting her eyebrow done
and her nose MOre daring rebellion
coming out
But she is still my cute little Bunni
with now dyed goth black blue hair
I of course love her more
I am sinking into those mascared green eyes She likes Ann Rule books
crime stuff gore and blood
Lori is a little hard rock

and I am just a big ol suck when it
comes right down to it
One that has been through hell and back
and am never the same
warped by all that heat and fire
parts of my psyche still smouldering
in the ruins of melted glass and busted
brick charcoal abandon everywhere
and rusted heads of nails

5:40 p.m. - 2005-05-17

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