orgami's Diaryland Diary

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Taste the nights

KOGNITIVE REKOGNITION

sing and the water flows
dripping and steam
obscurse the curse of the mirror
blindess is a comfort you
tell me
and you are stretching your arms
with velvet hair on the
thin smooth extension

the night waits
and traffic speeds in its light
blaze

the halo around the moon is
growing with the front draping
down

full soon

I remember the ouija board
i remember the candles
and the vandals
I remember the cigars slender
and annointed with liqour
the music on the black rubber
platter
diamond stylus and speakers

the incense and your eyes
shinning your hair full of the
gloss
"Its the conditioner" you
said turning your head in the
mockery of modelling
"Im just a damn glam godess"

and how you would deliver
while the music throbbed
and danced
and the ash dripped

and the night went on
and on

...

2:37 p.m. - 2011-05-16

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