Green Woman 2
What do we make of this lady who lives by the ocean, alone? In a green wooden house. Some would call this paradise. Does she? She's a little mad. Her family ignores her. Her husband died and she was going to top herself. Down in the woods with a pistol. A group of kids caught her. No food. A shaky lie: I've ate it. The gun hidden. Why is she this way? Would you talk to her? Be her friend? I wouldn't. I'd tell her what I thought of her. Show her the imbalances that torment her mind. Imagine her talking to herself in her little green house. A world of her own making. madness abounds.
Copyright © Nick Armbrister Jimmy Boom Semtex | Year Posted 2019
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