Satis damnum

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Grieving in the blue above a graveyard,

skeletal face shocked pale as bone,

her horror for the dead a distress,


she cannot turn away from the sunset

of their stones; pray for their passage,

weep a drop of her seas for their souls.


This is what enough loss will do to you.

What a lifetime of looking down

does to hearts that pull against the tides.