Did you know that the stars in the
sky are just a reflection of stars
in the ocean?
And that the million-tentacled
beast moving slowly from us,
fluttering in its majesty, came
from the boiling belly of the earth,
where land is not land and
where water isn't either?
I could stretch, back pressed against
the black, writhing twilight, gently
grasping, relenting twilight, I could
span the horizons, plucking from the
vine of the skies.
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