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