seethingblue's Diaryland
Diary
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cobwebs
The doors never closed entirely
and clapped open, baring hinges
in desperate need of oil.
She hammed it up
for disposable cameras,
and told herself cobwebs
were natural dreamcatchers
and good for warding off evil spirits--
And I think I knew
regret all the time,
and she taught me
to write swiftly with
my hand, to steady my wrist,
to clutch the pencil
until my knuckle
turned white.
14:37 - 28 October, 2003
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