pennylane731's Diaryland Diary

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distant

and that sandstorm sound plays again
mingling with the breeze
so vivid, remembering
nights, so intoxicated
...i shouldn't...

frozen in the winter's chill
black tights, platforms, and miniskirt
but it all became warm inside
the sweat, the music

the end

i smile to another scene now,
a brighter face

so clear in the nightlight
95% of it makes sense --
how are you?

a sip of water
money on the table
the air is still again

gone, as soon as it began

10:50 p.m. - 2004-10-04

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