tattoo on the belly she must be wild, a tribute to forgiveness, forgetfulness so; lighting the Marlboro Light she smiles, counting the days left of her lifetime, walking past me smooth tanned thighs, I think of Christine and all of my Love for her, the breeze is cool today and I'm tired, and the girl with the cigarette continues to smoke, life is to beautiful yes to me it seems, as nervousness permeates the cool air, the boldness forever found again, as peoples colors reveal they're sounds...... by jw farmer august 28th 2000 behind the Plemmons Student Union......thinking of Christine and writing about the people I see.