Farthest Shore
'Donec posteaquam transitu optata'- Virgil, The Aeneid BK VI
We, the voting, head-of-the-household , free we,
redouble our efforts
for something we've had before
been burnt by before
haunted by before
Cursed
hated
declaimed to heaven before
Knew to be capricious
but still....
I am no man
I am an island
Swim to me
or drown
in your shallow sea;
Your sisters were sirens here once,
I seduced & replaced them all.
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