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February 23, 2009
This within me
what is this within me,
afternoons are empty like a painting
that is hung quietly with traces of the paint brush
drying in a daily ritual on a wall with no identity
There is no names on the right hand corner
and yet this within me
left in quiet corners where you stood
rubbing the oil on your fingers
your prints on a white washed wall
I wish you would know
how this within me has bled
the dry paint has run the edges of the frame
the wall is soiled and swelled with
scabs like a wound that breathes
Posted by Idinraha at 03:46 PM | Comments (0)
As long as you adore me
It does not matter, sun is eternal
eastward or west, -it stands adored
there is a necessity to proceed ,
the words go on, the pages will fold
lovers leave, tears are shed
my bones are soft now, I can crawl
rubbing my belly against the ground, I can hiss
hunting ambievilant hoppers with their button eyes
instincts remedy the mortal sin, and blood sours
I always forget the horror, the feeding frenzy
I am civil when you adore me.
I paint my nails in the afternoon.
and hang cherry stem around my ears
I play when I can, jumping in the squares
I sing the riddles and gigle like happy girls
As long as you adore me I be eternal like sun
Posted by Idinraha at 03:08 PM | Comments (1)