On Drowning
- Soli Philander
- Oct 5, 2020
- 1 min read
It may true be that signals of distress
At this euphimistic grandiose mess
Does indicate a near teutonic stress
That heartless, slanted, downward, inward press
What tone insists, continues to express
How human hate can hope so dear depress
In feasting from normal's doomed recess
Where some don't matter more, they matter less
SP
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