orgami's diary

orgami's Diaryland Diary

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K A N D I

words are dripping
smearing red
marachino halos
in the pond

greenery filled
with the breath
of a cold summer
crave

rib shimmer
where the shadows
linger
charchoal and cigarettes
Kohl fingertips

the beach is the colour
of cedar skin
Glitter eyes
decarte sin

twenty two in a pack
(left)
the sky shiny
in its pockets
like rain in the pail

The books of prayers
and poetry
violency and crime
have turned ruffled
caught full of the fury
of the perfume

and the fanblades
hum
beneath the curtians
swaying
like a seasons trip
while the clouds flow
past

candy on your hip
trudging home
across the rails
sleeping in the weeds
above the fire of the
valley creek
licking up at us from
lazy sun still high

3:43 p.m. - 2013-06-18

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