The Blue Picnic

 

We all share the same pleasure

We all have the same love

United by who we are

But divided by what we are

 

We are together in the same pond

But we all look in different directions

We don’t face each other

We don’t hold hands

 

We are the same

Together in sameness

But alone

Divided by shame.

 

 

Marco

11 March 2003
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