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Decay
They say
the cave
submerged

 

Depic
The tip:
a sip
of frustration

 

The chain
attached to my heart
so it won’t be adrift
is now keeping it
inside the
coffing
made
of

 

Stones

 

(Water rushes in and out
Poseidon’s breath of hidden sprout
Furious waves are all about
freedom
Lashing onto walls
of skin
and bones)

 

Aeolus shouts
The Olympus is against
all of my attempts

 

May the Ionian scale
save my soul
from this ironic veil
that takes hold

 

Mock on me, Athene
Indeed
for now
the battle is lost
but mark my words:
War is yet unfinished
Your victory is
by far
unsure

~ by joseruypc on May 7, 2017.