Become Who You Are

Eclectic eels beneath jellied seas
grasp scaling knives as the by-catch writhes
on the killing floor of factory ships
or the unmade bed of unfathomable depths
while cries of solid sound are rebounding
among soaring leviathan living mountains
and the world drowns in a sonar sonic king tide
a wash of static wooly fuzz over tired eyes
closing in time to wake up and sleep
and swim through darkling dreams.

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