synchronicity

Nov 08, 2006 00:16

the day hinged
creaked on her waking elbows
sat on her haunches
the day hinged
you turned the knob
and now through the crease
the little sliver of sun
i put my nose in
it smelled like outer space
the day hinged
and looking at me
she resigned
smiling
her eyes closed
and her hair messed up
the day hinged
she winked
and turned around
to look into herself
and walked
still in her muumuu
to the edge of the crack
the day hinged
at 11:11
and she dissolved into herself
wearing asteroid-scented perfume
and a single beam of light
the day hinged
you turned the knob
and now she is just a crease
in a piece of green origami paper
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