A Promontory Illusion
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The dream: I stroll my house to a promontory
I stare out of the limitless, restless ocean
stepping ahead, dived into the ravenous water
something white was on the beach today
I dug up many bones entrenched in the sand.
Whispers became harsher
to sever and wreck their nasty spirits
as he greeted his eternal partners
there was a swarm of slain people
they shut an ailing slayer in the vortex of hate.
Written: November 07, 2022
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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