Blue Humans

Often we like to think that we are oceans,
that we may constantly revive and resuscitate ourselves,
that our blue-green algae provides enough to others around us
that we believe they cannot live without us.

While that may be true for the oceans,
it isn’t true for us. Billions of years from now,
the oceans will not lament our loss.
They will not fill themselves with sorrow.
They will not stop churning for the moon.

The blue is not sadness.
It is the color of envy.
Green is jealous.

-JR Simmang


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