foxinsnow's Diaryland Diary

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slow blink

Lying in a my bed that is a dark forest full
of girl cum serpentine straggling bedsheets twining betwixt my legs there are no secrets here,
every thought is realÖ.
Dark windows in the London night as i ride by in my double decker bus,
that was seven years ago and even then, itís still here

Here, in my bed

I work things out this way
I invite whatís bothering me to go for a romp in my bed and letís see
If we can work it out

You must realize, Iím alone the whole time
My pills help me see the realness of my thoughts
Even as I cannot express them

Youíd think itís sad, youíd think, ďsheís wasting her life in bed.Ē
What you donít know
Is that I am on a vision quest
What you donít know
Is that I have mind that time moves through in circles, not lines
What you donít know
Is that when I wake up in the summertime with the birds chirping outside my window
What I feel is dread
In a fist in the pit of my otherwise empty stomach

Sometimes get up and smoke a poem or a cigarette or two
The day opens and closes outside against my window shade like a very slow blink

12:31 a.m. - 2005-06-15

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