they never say a word.. yet there is this pressure for you to conform.. but tell me? why should you.. its utter nonsense.. don't listen.. not buy into it...

Saturday, June 19, 2004

her droning
above the engine roar
nagging her children to wear sunscreen
the sun scorching her spirit
fussing over every miniscule affair
soaring over the turquoise sea
the waves splashing against her side
as i gaze out into the horizon
the christine waters
and its serenity
overwhelmes me
all my anger
blown by the salty breeze
whisking pass into the cloudless sky

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