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Sep. 10th, 2003

07:15 am - 18 - [niche has gone away]

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This is for niche, with much love: because she helped me write it without knowing.

niche can not find herself?

how sad:
like a leaf caught on an errant breeze

has stumbled
and i can not find her

she has flown away
through the storm clouds on her backdoor step,
that i can just see from my empty windowsill
where i lean out of to see the street

but niche is pivoting still
falling over her words because niche,
she is not herself,
today, or tomorrow,
or the day before

she is lost in her reflection:
she moves from room to room,
calling out for herself

'oh self? where are you hiding?'

her words fall on nothing but deaf ears

niche hears nothing
except the voices that make her sink,
dive deeper into herself,
niche and her flavoured-honey words

she falls into the bathtub,
curls her toes into the words that she
enscribes with such passion,
such conviction:
torn to shreds with sudden frustration

she sinks below the surface
of all the sentances that have gone before her
and all the dreams left to follow

niche has toes that curl
and deep pockets and hear
that breathes its own way

niche likes to curl her fingers into the wind
and kiss niche
while niche sleeps

she flicks a kiss before she flows away

catch it, catch it
reach up for it

today she follows her own path
and leaves you with yesterdays
to wander along,
but never really so

niche has dreamed herself from existence
a slump, really
only more dirty

she keeps scrubbing her hands in the washbasin
scrubbing, scratching, scraping, rasping:
the water's turning black from all the dirt
and yet she still doesn't feel clean

niche is hiding
a little broken
and niche dare not show her face

she's hiding in my toy closet,
peeping throught he slats of her tall,
tall folding doors

the doors creak with expectation
of her showing herself once more

niche can not find herself
niche can not find the words
to dream

she writes with her tongue
letting the melody slide off ehr tongue
smoothing its own rhythm into the world

she dreams her protege into being,
sculpting and weaving,
smoothing out all of her perfections
creasing her dress when she falls into bed:

niche likes to swirl her skirt in the street
her dress in creases from her kness, up:
the people stand back and watch niche
watch her freedom with me

she dances for strangers in the street
while i hang out my window above her,
itching to be down there,
clapping hands with all the laughing people watching her

coins glint in the sunlight
leaves falling from their branches
with their own type of applause
in heavy shivers

even though niche is gone
she knows there is beauty in crowds
like their is beauty in the rain
and ribbons and purple night clouds

and all she wants to do
is drink beer with her half-related self

she sits,
her legs wrapped in a bar stool,
and i find myself caught up with her stories
as we fly together
through our imaginations

but niche has has flown away now:
i can not find her

she's in rome
amongst the many temples
and my dreams

i will return her to you
when i'm done.


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Date:September 9th, 2003 04:32 pm (UTC)
oh! *wibbles* this is such a different style for you...but I <3 it. I was going to post my favorite lines, but then I reread and realized I liked them all!
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Date:September 10th, 2003 01:09 am (UTC)
[loves sunny]

this is my sleepy-time poetry: and i like the style. you're right, it is very different... i think i shall call it my niche-style, as she was the one who brought it along, and contributed some of it.

i quite like it, it's a bit too disjointed for my liking still, but not bad for a five am job really.
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Date:September 10th, 2003 02:53 pm (UTC)
5 am?! holy!

*wishes she could write like you when half-asleep*
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Date:September 10th, 2003 01:11 am (UTC)
[over-flowing with niche love]

and since you've out bid everyone to get her...

[blows kiss and conceeds]
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Date:September 9th, 2003 09:44 pm (UTC)
Oooh. <333! I like it; the flowing style, the wonderful little images that are sprinkled throughout. <3
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Date:September 10th, 2003 01:12 am (UTC)
[blows kiss in iris' direction]

i wish i could capture some more of the wistfulness to spend more time with it.
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