A MOMENT

I watched you walk 

With your sister

Blond beside brownette

Ponytail in bounce

Hating your sister

At a glimpse

Wondering 

If it is because 

Hating her is simply easier

Than hating you

On The Tide

 We watched the ocean wash

The shore

Ongoing, on flowing

Forever seeming

Rolling, reclaiming what it lost

Deeper than the mind can fathom

Black hole alive with teeth

Mountain waves

Valley troughs

Forests of kelps

Reefs bleeding coral death while

No one cares at all

The stream of grayish black

Riding out, floating in

And many single flowers drifting out

Away from memory

From where she used to be