Briny Blue Bottom


Suited up like Astronauts
Set for starless black expanse
Undulating under a rig of rusty reasons
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Blip


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Let go the ladder,
Slip beneath the liquid black
Where Opah bounce like mini-moons
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Blip


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A shooting Oarfish streaking by
Orbits ‘round the coral rings
Head for trenches carving craters in the deep
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Blip


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down

down

down


Until down can be seen no more
For down is all around
And up likewise disappears
As you fall below into the sky
Formed by briny blue bottom above.

Cosmos formed of plankton
Broken by meteors made of squids
Warmed by dim sun from the cracks in the floor
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Blip


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Forth from the vents
From the core of the Earth
Cetus emerges like a nova enraged
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Blip


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His constellation-scarred body
Sucks in all like a vortex
And rearranges this galaxy as chaotic aquatic
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Blip


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up

up

up


Expelled from space below the skies
A land where no man has gone before
And man cannot find in his dreams
What is claimed by the briny blue bottom beyond.


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