orgami's Diaryland Diary

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nightshift streaming
in deep monochrome grit
like static from the gravity
of stars
voice of falling rain
on dry sand
singing

I want to fall asleep
but im here awake

the large flat screen
and comfortable chair

my back is wretched worn
and battered

this weak pain is pain
Im due karma comes
caress the montage of
middle land stress

and night turns softly
in her cloud worn cloth
leaking rain from aloft

chimes ringing breif
with winds attention
its warm

the curve of summer
soon receeding
August on the horizon

i need to crash
its four a.m. and minutes
past where I need to
have been

stealing hours
where the resting should
be made
so I can focus not fade

on dreams charade

4:27 a.m. - 2009-07-19

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