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Mind of the Abyss

Started by Zovistograt, November 10, 2008, 07:40:58 AM

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Surface
The surface calls me with undeniable lust
I expect I will not give into its trust
I will most certainly be crushed
By its uniform tusks

Depths
The depths see me with undeniable trust
I expect I will not give into its lust
I will most certainly be crushed
By its uniform tusks

Diving
The surface is diving
Into the writhing
Mind of the abyss

Surfacing
The depths are surfacing
Into the grimacing
Mind of the abyss

The slipstream forms an ellipse
Snaking through the coiled tides
The underwater sun is in eclipse
Through the surface the depth confides
The surface listens but pays no heed
To the depth's constant and undying plea
And the surface listens but is rapt with greed
As the depth is driven deeper into the sea

The slipstream now is in a coil
Snaking through the elliptical tides
The underwater sun is a foil
To the depths to the surface it confides
The surface listens but pays no heed
To the depth's constant and undying scream
And the surface listens but is rapt with need
As the depth is driven deeper into dream

Surface
Under depths it dives
And taking with it lives
Only there it derives
The mind of the abyss

Depth
Over surface now it soars
The sorry ghost roars
And the drill constantly bores
Into the mind of the abyss.
"I lovat a gabber.  I could listen to maure and moravar again.  Regn onder river.  Flies do your float.  Thick is the life for mere." - James Joyce (Finnegans Wake, page 213)