seethingblue's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- when i am sleeping. i ran my hands over the thickness of her hair, the black in criss-crossing shades from the crown of her head to the base of her neck, and the grey beginning in complicated patterns, i relate to these novels i digest the pieces slowly the blinds let in slits of sunlight, designs across the foot of my bed, and i am sleeping quietly, breathing in gulps, laying silently and carefully on one side, my body is an envelope. 22:16 - 05 June, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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