Mother, Human
Walks the sandy stage
salt water spits at her feet
mocking the death of her son

Her skull swollen with grief
Her heart throbbing a slow waltz
A rhythm with which she dances
Into the sea...

Bodies of creatures ill-famed
Kissed by suns none
Possess abstract burdens
In which their young are devoured

The mother's heart
Surrounded by crushed lung
Beats no more...

Cetacean calls, for the death of their young
Mother Human sinks, for the death of her son

Human swam towards their call
She... swam...

Seized by subaqueous tide
Human and whale sank even further
Deeper, deeper, deeper
The trench beckons equivalence

Mother...
The burdening depth of the sea
Has swallowed your son.

Cetacean...
The burdening depth of the sea
has swallowed your young

Mother...
The burdening depth of the sea
Has swallowed your son...

... I drown...

Weight, incomprehensible
Covers the shoulders of lava
With solemn detest

Deep trench, whose slaves
Are unwelcome to enter
Whose skin covers your floor?

A human
His carcass obliterated
Pressurized
Blood spread thin
Across the sea floor
Joined with the water
Somehow
His shadow walks...

Strands bleeding...
Attached to
The cloaked vessels
Slowly angle his neck upward
To see sunken mother's shadow,
Dead...

A face's silhouette
Grew out of the Earth
Its mouth screamed and cried
Trauma personified itself
As tectonic erosion

He Who Is
The One
Who Does Not Sleep
Is Father
Of All...

This weight, incomprehensible
Pulls everything into the mouth
of Father Subaqueous
Deeper still,
We go...

... I drown...