orgami's Diaryland Diary

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Thunk

fallen from a depth
in the cold hull
draw in a sigh
Its between
the years
stained
fragrant
bitter
and sweet the rush
of it like gooseflesh
beneath this stitch

your surface
diversion
shot with a latch
eyes bright and
oiled like a silent
hinge

opened

fulfilling an out take
of haunted
atrocities

slippery like
steel to stone
emotions
subtle like
velvet grit
skin to bone

Im hungry
come feed me
Im falling
come save me

easy
sleazy
dealer
feel

draw back
a bow
like a purchase
of new fears
dark and
wonderful

like liquid
dangerous
quick

Loves antidote
to fools

we hear the
motion
of the fall
and of
winters call
as sated
and as torn

10:43 p.m. - 2013-09-28

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