Seemed his excessive use
of aversion therapy
worked well.
The most steady
blabbering
sameness
softened her mind
His voice?
A monotone of flat darkness.
She heard it...
everywhere,
a hated hive of killer bees,
buzzed,
threatened.
made ready to rumble
any attempted stretch.
God...how she was
bored?
Is that the right word?
(round and round the
rugged rocks the ragged
rascal ran)
They said
be
content.
Said louder,
how we wish
we were
you.
She wished
they would
shut up.
.
Remember love.
the grass ain't greener
nor pink or blue,
its just there
waiting
to be walked on.
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