{"sf1_id":765692,"sf2_id":"Wel4W0je","title":"Flux (Poetry)","author":"Aeneas Lopez","words":67,"posted_at":"2014-10-08T04:06:00.000Z","tags":["Poetry","Thoughts"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/765692-flux-poetry","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Wel4W0je","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/0d/93/0d93d22c-1703-45df-8583-c42c9cdd869c","description":"#5 of Miscellaneous Works\n\nMore poetry. Tried experimenting with having four syllables per line for some reason: I thought it had an interesting effect.","content":"The banks empty:\n\nLost, forgotten.\n\nThere never was\n\nAnything there.\n\nCould I step once\n\nOver that mount?\n\nLike the prophet,\n\nI fear I won't.\n\nEnds are certain.\n\nThe middles, not.\n\nThat is a truth.\n\nOr so I'm told.\n\nI grow too old.\n\nAnd yet I'm young.\n\n'Tis paradox.\n\nOne dear to me.\n\nIf life is flux\n\nAnd I water,\n\nThen why do I\n\nNow seem to drown.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Miscellaneous Works","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/765691-wait-poetry.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/765694-figments-of-my-reality-poetry.json"}}