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the wind picks up
moving through the space between her ankles
curling cat-like into the small of her back
in her skin lies mythical beasts
fighting for fresh air
chipping the stone off her hands

this backwards carousel slowing down
her horse rising and falling less

tide moving back to sea
seaweed hands letting go
leaving her free to trace the stars onto the sand
polaris, vega, forgotten galaxies
palmed into her hands
they blink like fireflies

she prays for the will of tornadoes
for rain to wash her clean
she aches to move again
for the quiet that it brings

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i had nightmares last night. i dont ever remember having them before. woke up and my super beating heart sent me quick into the bathroom...it was so bizarre, i had only been asleep like an hour and a half or so...

im probably not spelling it right but vamphyrex, you should make me a cd copy of that band you like. dimmu borgir is it?...i dont quite recall...i would be very grateful to have something new and different and that sounds pretty cool. let me know this weekend.

work was okay. co-worker was in a crappy mood so there wasnt much going on. in again tomorrow at 2 til 10pm...meh.

funky formal is wednesday. ive been told that if i cant take the truck my faire friends are planning operation: rescue karina. theyre good people. im not allowed to not go to the funky formal. the theme is "monster"...i have no fucking clue what to wear or be...der..any suggestions?

tomorrow morning will be full of laundry and dish washing..oh joy!

i should probably go to bed if i have any chance at being up at 9-ish.

stupid dumb boyfriend and his crappy hours. i want sex! i want sex now!!