foxinsnow's Diaryland Diary

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\"Savior\"-- 2004

SAVIOR

The screen-saver beckons like a
scrying ball. She could actually walk into those
dark woods
and disappear. Or bask in the sunlight on
a rosebud like that dragonfly

Now look at her, typing
With her water and her cigarettes
And her anemia

She plans to get a tattoo to stop from hurting herself
A tattoo that says: �belief in
any manner of Mysteries
is the only lasting luxury in life�

Mrs. Fortune said
that. Of, course she was a witch.
Nodding and nodding in endless senility
Amidst her wrinkles and dozens of cats

Who else had dozens of cats? John Lennon
But he�ll never grow old and
ugly in this life

Who will walk out of the dark
woods wise and gray?
She could move to San Francisco
Find a coven of witches
And call herself Mary Magdalene

She knows pills just lead her back to the same
State of wishing she could accept a savior
who has only seen Hell for three days
She cannot be saved by someone who lives
in the clouds where there is no struggle
to keep death at bay.

8:37 a.m. - 2005-02-07

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