Watching the Ripples Radiate.
Author: marshalg

Chapter 61








The purple scent of lavender

A promise poorly spent,

The soft caress of fingertip

A crushing thought's lament.


The tension building in your head

A sudden lightning bolt

Was the cause of all this turmoil

Based in shit that was your fault?


Panicked spasms wrack your gut

Your mind is in a whirl,

Is your rampant sexuality

Preoccupied with this young girl?


You cast about for reason

Manufacture good excuse,

But there's no denying logic

It's because you're far too loose.


This shaggy end is desperate

And desperation is a shame

But the lime green finger's pointing

And it's delivered you the blame!



Mangere Bridge
4th October 2008


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