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Nov 2016
Were you to look beneath the beard
   Into relation ships I've steered
Straight to a last horizon grave
   Of passiongers I couldn't save
Perhaps you'd sea this dark blue face
   Reflects my grotesque happy place
Where I do my deepest sinking
   Trenched in Marianas thinking
Ever tied to lament blocks
   From crashing on existence rocks

The anchors of my ego's gold
   That monstrous me creatures hath sold
Charybdis maelstrom consciousness
   Leviathans of meaningless
Release the kraken to reveal
   The siren songs she made me feel
My sails surrendered to her kiss
   But plundered too much black abyss
A pirate's life of *** and coke
    Not worth its weight in cannon smoke  

Left me adriftwood wandering
   The lonely shorelines pondering
Why does the faithful sun still rise
   Aware that it just sets and dies
Surely there must be some dry lands
   With castles of the whitest sands
Such constructs will essentially
   Just wash away eventually
Remembered not by some divine
   Forgotten in the wake of time

No marks I've made can drown out death
   No words I write return the breath
That Aphrodite set in foam
   And then shipwrecking me to roam
My cargo hold of loveless cells
   To piece back broken-hearted shells
Consider this next time you ask
   What lies submerged beneath this mask
A dead man's chest that finds its peace
   In nothing but when all things cease
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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