UndertowA Poem by Rece FantomaDating after loss...I lost my fight with undertow Of what if and what would be Forfeit the ancient coral floor Promiscuous to my feet Want I for once to tread my arms In seas unsalted by my tears Where oceans meet the stars Horizons hope and shorelines fear To lay this vessel far below And make no further breath That might be stolen by delusive love Or wasted on my death Yet Poseidon cast me out To wander vacant shores To spend my last elusive gasp Upon a name as sweet as yours
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StatsAuthorRece FantomaCAAboutIn function, a shade, a specter, a wraith. A thing which has come before and now simply "Isn't" according to the status quo. I exist to perform the function, and thus, am defined by it. The function .. more..Writing
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