Dear DiaryA Poem by Sergei
Dear diary
Do your pages bleed? When my pen flies across your skin like the razor flashes across mine does the open wound pour forth black and blue tears black and blue like the hand shaped clouds on the clear sky of the face of my mother? Does your spine tremble and ache? When I pick you up and throw you across the floor hitting the wall THUMP and crashing to the floor my frustration and anger ejaculated through your painful momentum do you feel the fear and stress make its way down your back like an avalanche - cold and sudden - like a jittery spider on ice?
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