orgami's Diaryland Diary

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dialz

broken in temperament
the night rises
pulled with the
curse of fires

the slender birches
bathed against
the absence
the night watch
latchs
steam and works

a music
lush
the creek
falling
in its
drop

thistle bridge
and the broken bottle
dust

a boiler chant
in a humid wait
sweet settled
like a vat of
dreams
merging
into something
changed

she wanders
dreaming
talking in her
sleep
the rest alive
and running

the wake
like the power
humming

sweet bitter
your the pick
of the litter
beneath
the drop pitch
sky of fate

swerving in
the wavelengths
wake...

1:19 a.m. - 2013-10-18

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