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Oceanus (son of Uranus and Gaea)

I’m a fucking Hurricane

and you’re the coast of Florida.

I’m the Ocean exploding over Sea-walls

and blasting winds throwing showers of Salt down with waterfalls of rain.

I hope you know how to swim,

Because if you don’t,

you’re going to be drowned and battered

into the hull of a ship

Or buried in an instant

beneath 900 tons of water.

I’m going to fill your lungs

and pull you out to me,

where in a seascape of such immensity

and glorious horrifying Augustial fear

blended with a sky of

Saintly blue-grey smears and Lividus hues,

a soul shaking battle of light and Darkness,

the last thing you will see

is me,

In every direction

as far as you can see

Pulling you into my depths,

Beneath  the waves.

 

 

 

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About marcofreschi

I live in the Ocean and write poetry View all posts by marcofreschi

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