Thalassa
S Stefanie Fontker
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Treading water, seas away -
I hear you whispering into waves,
Mouthing a forgotten name
Along the meeting of moving lips.
A serene dream, lashed into sudden,
Tongue-biting, heart-thudding fury.
The winds bind you to reality -
You are rendered volatile,
From breast onwards, you,
Yoke upon a headless land,
No longer do you caress the sharks;
You are destined to claw at throats.
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