Engulfed

All pretenders drowning slow,

lungs to fill with every breath

 

Casted off amongst the waves,

nothing spoken to redress

 

Treading water, spewing lies,

legs to flail in wasted states

 

Choking from each word unsaid

—trailing death within my wake

 

(St. David’s Pennsylvania: February, 2020)

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