I know I cannot swim and still I dream of diving deep into subterranean waters where the world is lit by flowering polyps, those who
Have never seen the ocean floor nor felt its membranous sands might still have
Found any of its treasures for white and deadened they drift to
Her like vapor in the currents of the farther waves
I know I cannot swim and
Have never seen the ocean floor nor
Found any of its treasures for
Her like vapor in the current
I know I
Have never
Found any of
Her like
I hold four hydras
And one slips from my grasp
Three hydras to demarc the tide
Special thanks to Rachel Carson and, as always, Seattle University Housing And Residence Life
Friday, January 14, 2011
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