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A Bitter Passage

our love is a slave ship
and I’m shackled to the bilge
all my aspirations
neighbours to the sea’s dark life
salt is in my hair
it cakes my skin
this world tastes like tears
washes me with regret
the ocean spray anoints me
each day it slaps me new
I ride your angry waves
your perfect storms
and each night we drift further
from home

A Bitter Passage

Raz Solo

Macquarie Park, Australia

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