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