Floating/Undertow

In worlds of water where nothing floats
Lost artifacts in swirling motes
Detritus and antiquities 
A deluge of identities

Your makeshift skiff of listing places
Lost and forgotten to the gloam
Nothing left but naked faces
And undertow that feels like home

 

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