Ombre

A drop of poison

Turns into bucket fulls

Sinking

Deep

Into the ocean.

Its deepest pits

Caught slipping

Silhouettes

Of rocks

Secrets

And algae.

Broken words and glass

Lie where forgotten.

Clear water

To black

Scratched memories.

The fish

With the

Four-worded infection

Dies at heart

Still swimming on.

Mossy rocks let the truth

Slip

Down with ease.

Deeper

Into nonexistence.

This poem is about: 
Me

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