Sea And White Seagulls

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 Seagulls playing...I just stand and watch them waltzing with the waves f sea...I still don't know what colour sea has...Black?..Blue?..Green?..Or maybe colour of our loneliness that falls down white cheeks?..Sea whispers that sea is tired and wants to enjoy soft kisses of soft and forgotten south wind...Spray fingertips still trying to scare playful seagulls away...Tiny crystal water stars and seagulls laughter...2

 I take another cigarette...Only two left...Oh well more than enough for me..."Sky is lonely don't you think so?..It cries too often"...Yeah...Sun throws last shadow arrows on my feet's and then hides behind huge grey shoulders of clouds..."Ain't it funny?..My shadow hates sun but cannot live without it?"...Yes...A little bit...It isn't raining today even though weathermen said it will...Swimming...Waving...Whistling wind...3

 "Isn't skipping stones the most important thing?" - she asked two years ago...I still don't know what to answer...Or maybe I know...I take one stone...Throw it into the sea...It didn't jumped...What could I say?..Is money making more important than this?..Are career goals bigger than this?..Is art more beautiful than this?..What do we do instead of throwing stones?..Killing, lying, crying, being lonely, falling in and out of love...Funny we...Senseless things we say, senseless love we love, senseless poetry we write...And senseless life we live...But we still search for reasons in every thing we do or that happens..."Isn't skipping stones the most important thing?"...Yeah, I guess it is...4

 In two years seagulls and sea haven't changed a bit...And why should it change?..Just because we are getting older?..Funny...Sea is still young and people are still jealous...Careful...Jealousy kills faster than gun...Gun...I bought it three years ago...It was raining and weathermen said that it will...Taxi driver was swearing about rainy weather and two old lady's talking about increasing prices of meat...I wonder if meat prices are still high...5

 Isn't skipping stones the most important thing after all...The most important thing...Strange...you know I noticed one funny thing about seagulls...They can fly..Ain't it funny?..They really can...Chilling wind...Fingers got numb...And bullets costs are pretty high...Higher than meats...6

 I wonder if it will still rain...And I haven't taken my umbrella with me...Oh well...Waves as if apologizing for crushing a little bit embarrassed touches sandy fingers of white shore...I never wanted to do that inside my room...Reasons...I know they will search for reasons...They always search for reasons...But sometimes there are no reasons...No reasons for crying...no reasons for dying...No reasons...7

 The most important thing...Good, I still have one cigarette...Alas, I could take my umbrella too...At least I took my gun with me...I guess it will rain after all...Yeah umbrella...It will rain on us - fake lovers, fake friends, fake writers, fake us...Isn't skipping stones the most important thing in life?..Yes, it is...I smile...Seagulls...8

You know, sea has colour...of our eyes...9

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