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Now We Stand and Sulk
Now We Stand And Sulk We were the two standoffish in a small pond. One day, how I wished we got carried away, to a rubbing of our fins and bellies, so fond. Life would have smiled on good fate, a favorable life, how my eyes belay. Instead gloom frowned on and on, off and off, over and over. At worst it brought me to her, lost and lost. When we did get carried away, on a magic carpet, to aquarium land, our tails touched briefly to her indifference. Bubbles shot to the surface, hers, big round ones, made just for me. I looked at her puffing lips, bad, "I hate you." I look back, my puffing lips, bubbling, to no effect, "asking why." She raced away. See I told you. Our life now a crayon box of pebbles, plastic seaweed, my votive candles, and unanswered prayers, inside a glass box, us, swimming inharmonious. Yet we're petted, externally, and not internally to the puzzlement of onlookers and me. Each day passing by, the two standoffish, each immune, to sitting together. connie pachecho 2/16/18
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