Demise
Demise
The mansion anchored seaside
erosion
from the wrath of the tide
impelled now reposes
haunted on the rise.
The ocean floor raw,
uninhabitable,
like a barren womb,
surrounds the symbol of
the über wealthy 1%
alienated
when the world collapsed.
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