Can be only

the Abyss

raging whitened stalled

beneath the desperately sloping

incline of its own wing though

an advance falling back from ill

to take flight back from 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

f

r

o

m

side to side