orgami's Diaryland Diary

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against the bone

laying on that outcrop of rock
hot warm good feeling

grasses gather where the
stone dove neath the earth
the trees hissed with wind

i close my eyes and see the
colour of my flesh from the
inside out
tangerine and pink

somewhere far away
the highway
rushing on this
Friday

i guess i should get up
now
i guess i should go home

start over
where i left
renew the ritual

i can take anyone to
that rock right now
and show them

this is where i lay
once
and felt the impermanance
of my soul

...O...

11:32 p.m. - 2007-04-14

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