Let me ride the tail
Of the blue-eyed whale,
Use the ocean for a pillow,
While the cobalt sea
On waves that hiss and billow.
Oh, the world heaves up
And the world falls down
While the waves rise up so high -
From their knife edged tip
Green teeth flip
Diamonds into the sky.
The sapphire wind
Herds ragged clouds
To the line at the end of it all,
While the pale moon floats
O'er the wind's wild goats
With a bounce like a ghostly ball.
Deep down below
Where shadows go
With thick snaky arms and teeth.
Great black things
On leathery wings
Move in waters as deadly as Lethe.
But the top of the sea
Makes me see, makes me free
Where the air stings my throat like a blade.
All the gulls tumble by
Through the eye of the sky
In a circus cavalcade.
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