Shadows Deferred
He is the son,
of the storm,
and from bone and blood he is reborn,
a dancing ghost-god matador,
spinning in the sea.
Though he appears,
calm as stone,
he is lost amid the ocean foam,
unable to reclaim his throne,
of human dignity.
Copyright © Mat Ignacio | Year Posted 2023
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