orgami's Diaryland Diary

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shadows on mute

the wetness of months

we are damp of it
like hard labour
doused with the
skin of water

falling endlessly
throughout the week
and weekend

smiling occasionally
to let the sun pass
and some much needed
heat through

sodden discovery
rain pockets and
radial tires on taxis
spin

i sleep to rain
i dream to rain
i bike to rain

every errand out
is grey
and colours leap
from satin finished
illusions of life

yet still the weather
is called
grey
upon
more grey

4:26 p.m. - 2008-06-17

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