it won't be long now when the water comes running down the wall.
she's soon to be outed and it won't be long at all.
blue anger splashes us now and it is streaking down the wall.
bewilderment is useless and forgiveness is gone so we stare
and it may not be long now.
until the stare is no longer understanding but indifferent.
blue anger flowing false and putrid down are walls.
and we walk out, not cleaning it up anymore.
just walking as far as we can from already ruined walls.
