orgami's diary

orgami's Diaryland Diary

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Jezebel

She floats thick
on illegal
barbituates

those quick set
eyes flit
from illusion
to illusion

and the candles
dance
and the flame
hungers for the
waxy flesh of
substance

nights when she
holds me
when i crash in
her tangled room
when my burning
tears spill
through bitter
ghosts trails

she will watch
the door
and hold the floor
dancing to her
midnight mass

she is jewelled
i am fueled
bad beer
downers and cheap
cigarettes

her skin is smooth
as desert sand

inhale the sweet
inscence
from far off lands
mumble lost phrases

reach for her tiny
wrists and dragon
nails

sleep deeply in the
hot bath

its not me in the
mirror
im not that old
and ragged down
the jester
turned to that
sad clown

i wait for dawn
and spare the ghosts
im just a tired
gypsy hosts

...O...

1:28 a.m. - 2007-05-20

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