orgami's diary

orgami's Diaryland Diary

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night is an echo

emptied of day
no sunlight for shadows
the blind are at play

no gentle winds to stir
illusion
just the sterile stare
of the lamp vision
pockets
fashioned in unison
along the drunken street

I glow listening to music
in my ears
the headphone recipe
for the drone privilidge
of escape

restless legs stretching
on bleached sheets
the heater yawns
and spins out its btu
balm
and the television is
quiet
in its contemplation

7:32 p.m. - 2011-12-13

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