orgami's Diaryland Diary

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emburse

the feast of fantastic days
the colours rapidly advancing
in change with each new
cold morning

nights shorter and shorter
the city streetlights powering
up by seven thirty

hot tonight
this Friday
this last week of good weather

it has made up for the
whole dreary business
of spring
and summer tossed in
for good measure

i am still fat
finding food a comfort
i feel sorry for my body
carrying this extra around

an obsession this eating

my dreams are horrible
vivid creations
that walk and talk

i'm right back home
in that little town
that little streetlight
the decrepit old house across
the old by passed highway

my dad and his wife
(i liked them..)

the streetlight is just a
screw in bulb with wires
running from the old house
not the new pole the new
sodium two twenty lamp
that exists probably there
today should i go there
ever again
(not)

im at the crest of the hill
and its windy with tall
summer grass
and lightening is on the
approach

or Im talking to my dad
in the kitchen or in the
living room
very peaceful moments

surreal vivid
wake up horrified
every morning
takes me hours to
get rid of the chill

come here at nights
to write jibberish
not like this blog

this ego
is so huge
pressing down
like a false horizon

im lost in this mist

for the moment

11:46 p.m. - 2008-09-26

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