This is the Deep

by tfawcus

This is the deep, the dreadful deep
beyond the pain of red,
where dreams, like plankton,
swirl through weed,
the widow's weeds of dread,
and gently land
to join the dross
upon the sea's dark floor.
Dreams drowned in deed,
or lack of it;
a loss, but lost no more.

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