orgami's Diaryland Diary

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burn and yearn

snow turning
beneath the satin light
stillness like a folded
game
in its box
edges frayed
from all the play

the snow falling
filling in with glitter
all the stubble of feilds
all the rubble of last year

new bills finding new homes
the deals
dealt

i still havent found time to
work on the painting
wash my now stinking clothes
four days running
four days sleeping in themn
the yellow homemade quilt
like grandma and ma would
have made...used
fairytales and stories
and bright mornings
with oatmeal
and tea

cars idling to remove
frost and unthaw seats
the radio crackling
in the dark before the
slash of dawn
through snow laden
branches in the kitchen

schoolbuses with frosted
windows and hard cold green
seats

a night away from am radio
and an earphone
pocketbooks
and worlds i had yet to
be

personas ungrown

11:26 p.m. - 2014-01-30

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