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