orgami's Diaryland Diary

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shelbie

tuck in that crave
the bottle glitter
gutless talk

this fucking night
if full of fire
would smoke out
the talk

your eyes are page
pasts black rounded
worlds full of thoughts
You speak in moves

and all the shifts
unwound
like frozen waves

fucking wandering round
tapping abstractly to
a band I dont know

there is so much left
over carnage
all this dross

and your fucking smile
easing this
like a needle in the arm
melt into the rage
clinging down
underground
where the ruins are buried
upside down

11:23 p.m. - 2012-02-20

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