othelladub's Diaryland Diary

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never say those words again / punch a hole

Writers are a little below clowns and a little above trained seals. -John Steinbeck

DIRECT INJECTION

it was an immediately constructed image of angie's simple red wreath; constructed simply

constructed simply/

simple veins : lines dripping;

sliding through veiled sheets

slipping slipping : through a matted sheath of hair, texture scratched upon fingertips;

the night whispered cold to her lips

her eyes were reflecting pools; a calm sea upon which the wavering, wrenching, pinpoints of pain subsided

through our inventions we escaped the din and barren bleakness of americana

transfixed - she felt my hand on her;

she frustrated the lock: she pulled it near

revelations of lace; she unlocked the gate / her fingers brushed mine, pulled back to her

nevermind the asphalt below

our time is now / then