orgami's Diaryland Diary

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glowing rings

here i am
where you may have never looked before
i am you in the mirror
the person who looked back
when you wondered
to doubt
to turn your face and eyes
towards that uncertianty
like the fire that warms
its just the sun
nothing singular and aloof
aimed like the barrel to cleanse
the wound
the science of pure silver

where are I in the threshould of that
mansion full of rust and supposes
regrets and I'm sorrry
was it something that slipped from your
fingers and slid across the floor
just beyond your reach
of compassion
where you wanted to
wanted to hold out your arms
to hold me withing
and feel the heat of my tears
spaced and running like transit
routes
over the rough and ready road
all that clock unwinding stuff
black diets of pretention
the sects of want
and need

and here you are in the garden
where i thought i would meet you
so nice to challenge a cathartic
halo
..........

12:02 a.m. - 2005-08-12

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