![]() BlackfishA Poem by Girl Friday (Sarah W.)so named for your color - a tribal contrast of black on white there is no killer in you only instinct steeped in curiosity it is said that the high-reaching sail of your dorsal fin tells the future an antenna to heaven dial stuck on holy and even though your eyes are our eyes whispering a story with phrenic silence we are blinded by greed and the tin-can rattling of our own unrelenting indifference i would have liked to have met you someplace else beyond this glass prison before insanity turned you against yourself and gave the world unpaid ammunition to say that you had an agenda beyond the natal thirst to live free © 2013 Girl Friday (Sarah W.)Reviews
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Added on December 11, 2013Last Updated on December 11, 2013 Author![]() Girl Friday (Sarah W.)The Beach, CAAbout"She's mad but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire." - Charles Bukowski A NOTE TO MY FRIENDS: Thank you, everyone, who has supported me so kindly on this site. I am humbled by your kind revie.. more..Writing
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