Far beneath the cutting prow
darkness unfurls kept at bay
above the wretched surface howls
a storm protects the day
the wind laughs above
a whiplash cracks eyes open
fingers clutch the occipital
clouds darken the mind
as pressures shift and flex
swum up quickly from the depths
Leviathan awakens next
blinking open wide for us
Stacked and interlocked
plugged in connections
signals mostly block
revelations for inspection
Electromagnetic skies
turn our heads and bend the mind
connecting pulses up the spine
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