06/11/08
It is of no surprise, the dive
Of sinking anchors, the life
A repeat experience, exponential
Until sea beds change
Worlds forget, the eyes' captures
New visions become worlds, the eye's capture
Uncalcuable experience, swarmed by touch
This change
Lie in wait, the pull from above
Swim back home, sullen steel cold cell
Rusting dreams in their hands, by my pull alone
On underlying chains
-huey
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