A heavy rock of sadness sits

A heavy rock of sadness sits

placing herself comfortably

in the myth of happy existence

peeping from behind the scene

tearing in through the pores

breaking sometimes into a stream

running its course to its end

searching perhaps a different end.

Asking, seeking on its outward bound

a mask of happy rainbow paper wall

separates the rock from the reality.

Yet it tears and yearns

and reaches forward to

what is not and will never be.



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