orgami's Diaryland Diary

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drift deluge

drew away in deletions
my old loves letters
we never loved

nor met again

in love with self
and selves
we worried
with our dreams

and now

listening to u tube
the poets documentaries
ready for the raw unveiling
while the winter blows
in its storm
the cruel coldness
refreshing
and grey in its edges
beneath the yard lamps

tea is gone
cigarettes are killing
me the poison like a lover
and to love

no anti dote
no reprise
but a joy
in the immensity
of its never ending
want

11:32 p.m. - 2014-01-26

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