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in the reeds (by; eddy styx)

among the tender reeds...
she hovers,
an inch beneath
the surface...
brackish water
covers her open eyes.
long hair
spread out like seaweed,
in the brine.
dead eyes
appear to gaze
into mine.
I wonder
how she got here
did she take her own life?
or did someone
snuff out her fragile light?
was she some man's wife?
now youth eternal,
on her face.
perhaps someone's daughter
brought to the brink
not a clue
left behind.
in time,
to the bottom...
her body will sink
as the bloating gas


and gravity
pulls her down...

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Free verse
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*eddy styx is my malevolent, MALE alter ego who writes dark poetry. thanks for reading and commenting. *(the cat)
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Hi Cat, another rather gruesome one by eddie styx. I sometimes wish people who write short lines would join some together, so that I don't have to scroll up and down several times to get the picture right. Sorry, but I like to fit the poem to the section of the screen I'm looking at.
I'll return, I honestly haven't understood it all, tho' I scrolled down about 5 times. Perhaps I'm just Best, Gracy

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