Can

be

only

the

Abyss

raging

whitened

stalled

beneath

the

desperately

sloping

incline

of

its

own

wing

through

an

advance

falling

back

from

ill

to

take

flight

and

veiling

the

gushers

restraining

the

surges

gathered

far

within

the

shadow

buried

deep

by

that

alternative

sail

almost

matching

its

yawning

depth

to

the

wingspan

like

a

hull

of

a

vessel

rocked

from

side

to

side