Loneliness
The turbid octopus
arises from the depths
of the heart,
as from the sea.
The affections were distracted
a day before, laughing,
and dreams, sensing danger,
steered around the hollow,
as a snorkeler avoids
a treacherous shelf.
But the monster,
often stronger,
becomes more intense,
sapping life and hope,
immobilizing its prey.
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