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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