orgami's Diaryland Diary

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all that is

mild night
full of stirring
the clouds basking
with the cool moon
the trees sleeping
waiting to be awoken
again by the sun
wrapped in its embrace
urging new life
spreading like green
fire

i am tired but content
emassed some rest myself
did some dreaming

stop the blaming
stop the toxic
hit eject at that
every need to
go there

takes out of me
all that I am
like a loser at the
table playing
all the chips

what I walked from
to sit here
thats the gold

not the hit of endorphins
easy triggered
conditioned from the
wrecked long ago

so like crack
non sustaining

the bird on the wire viewed
the nest on the microwave
tower and the sweet bitter
bite of dark coffee at Twiggs
lasts longer

so much effort
the darkness is greedy
empty passionless

the light is full warm
and comforting

fly to close to the sun
and come undone

10:44 p.m. - 2009-05-08

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