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Styx
Charon's oar
has stirred the
waters,
causing a ripple
to dance into
the void.
Life support
machines, pills,
guns-the
mortal shore
is well littered;
particles dissolve; ideas
rip apart
at the rivers crest.
Precious &
profane voices
ring out from
the mist.
Charon rows
his ferry through
the black foam; all
the way the
Ferryman
smiles slightly.