orgami's Diaryland Diary

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meow

the fog rolls in on little cats feet..

memories of some script
some poem

ancient and receeding
with the smell of floor wax
and cleaner...
books and dampness
the dry arid world of forced heat
from a central boiler
the rads creaking ..

today i am alive
the "Shinning Twins" immerse me
in their world..
their winter blue eyes
enchanting

completely haunted

pale as a moonbeam

who cannot fall in love with them..

I am smitten!

2:32 p.m. - 2013-06-07

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