The Sea Of Her Poem by Guy Northam

The Sea Of Her



Rocks are close
by, dark sea
roiling, foam
white, sewage in
the ocean, its
siren song.

I am
shipwrecked,
and will die,
but not on these
shores. I swim
to the deep.

Friday, August 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: relationships
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