vermillion scum patterns
yellow-green frowns
coating the pond in my chest
no shiny penny fish
swim about within
copper flashes dry and fades to brown
decay is my fortune
bones bob in green film
the birth of tragedy can't come from death
exacting a price
on all that dare trespass
you will pay your toll or you will join the end
the end of the alibis
the end of the dread
the end of all the water flowing home
is there peace in stillness
in algal blooms unbroken
a water undisturbed and left to rest
my decay is my fortune
my tomb is left alone
beneath wet green none can hurt the dead
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Corwynna
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I’m finally off of work from my overnight shift and now comes the hard part. I do Ride-share driving for about two or three hours after I get off of work each morning, not only to make ends meet, but to put away a little extra money for my rapidly approaching wedding.
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This is fascinating! Nice work!