mother mary

so here she is. on the crowded market. wearing a short, white jacket with some artificial fur surrounding the hood, tight jeans and high heeled boots. her left hand is up, pressing the mobile phone against her ear. right hand is down, next to a baby in a stroller. between second and third finger she holds a cigarette. that hand is a great attraction to the baby. the mother shakes it up and down, letting the baby catch her little finger for then to take it away. she keeps on repeating "hi, hi, hi..."

i should face it: i'm not as tollerant as i thought i was.