Extra

There was an extra boy.

When the others paired off, he was alone.

They chase him away.

Young lovers swim together in the current and the third wheel spins, waiting.

He follows them.

Maybe she will fall in love with the loser.

But she just floats, indifferent.

The man chases his friend away.

When it gets dark and quiet, the young couple cuddles.

They whisper in each other’s ears.

He gave up. He is cold.

Hmm. When the ducks pair off, do they decide who will die?

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Illusions

I wish we didnt have so many screens. Or any screens. I think its making everyone depressed. Or maybe its just me. I want to go back to the forest. To sleep under the pines and feel the wind pass over my face. Now its all walls and ceilings. They are meant to keep us in. To separate civility from chaos. It makes us forget what we are. Be wary of the illusion. The ducks play in the water all day because they can.

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The Grass

Stop to look at the trees

Hear the cars and trucks

Hustle and bustle                                   In the distance

Look down

The grass, it moves

Long stalks

Flowing

Blowing

Vibrating

Shaking

All of them in unison

In solidarity

 

If you walk by

In your own world

You don’t see the grass moving