orgami's Diaryland Diary

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potentiality

ciccada heat..
the sidewalk crowd
crushed in by the traffic
unwinding....
the heat striking
and the lake cold and dark
the foretell of fall
and bitter cool nights
beneath the pale visage
of a killing moon...

I walk grazed with years
the rolls of waves
fallen
the funerals and births
the kings and kisses
breaking crowns

I survive
writing poems
for no one

filling in the steps
with the taken
the smiles
and unforsaken anger
that simmers
in my boiler of soul

haunted
and shivering
like the mystic
light of the island
haven

the mirage mile

1:42 p.m. - 2013-08-22

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