orgami's Diaryland Diary

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another coat...

laundry in its squeak and rush..
thinking of the cold and that
wind...like a world on a chain
going run run run...

past the skeleton shelter
of the summer shade
neath the gaurdian weight
of the overpass curve

all the weeds and the grass
whispering
heaviness on our backs
the wounded monkeys

the hearts all jacked

gather her up
and draw her near
the television growl
a furnace of fear

giddy giddy bright
and dizzy
the gloss sheen
row

coquette factory
steam alight in doll
house dreams
the cold ruin of
sight bent like
a broken jackal
like a rusting
jesus
bleeding on a
shirt
shes biting an
apple and wounded
with dirt

and another coat
of gloss
like a sheen
through the haze

move them dreams
break a zipper
prettier then
a shopping mall
stripper

and the cold ashen
sky wide as a screen
catches the fall
the dazzle of it all....

11:55 p.m. - 2013-12-01

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