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“THE OCEAN GREW HANDS TO HOLD ME”

Transcending trade winds needles and threads haberdashery
look through your drawers ; while you sleep in your bed
in the fourth dimension the future grows like seedlings in a garden
with no respect I catch and release a 500 pound marlin;
the prophet on the sailboat ; the navy seal that didn't make hell week
for whom the bell toll's wrapped in hotel sheets
flaring your elbows throwing right crosses
the firefighter who lost his life, survived by 5 orphans , light scorching
in the light of more serious events we threw toxic waste off the flank
in the rise fish mutate with giant heads , I will disperse a giant net
see when your a hopeless pirate vet ; who has to dumb it down to dire threats
and the drums of rum run low and supplies are less
with one eye I see inside instead I get seasick for one week
and don't sleep until I find a bed ; drop the anchor the shorelines ahead
the quiet quest I arrived at the dock and walked up spire steps
coconut trees shelter the seagulls lady's with tanned skin walk the beach in Rio
sweating like a poached trout I seen a smoke cloud we got company
With a scimitar the size of a giant skeleton
I cut down bamboo trees and the trunk of a dying elephant
with my scimitar the size of a giant pelican I searched the whole town
for the vial element inherited by lunatics with cyber intelligence
Arabian killers raiding the villa's I let my parrot out the cage he understands
100 languages and can see from miles away 2 hours later he arrived said
in the favela's the dark sage hides in a cave praise the living vial glowing in radium cadence
entombed in a black cube oasis organic spaceships made of petrified silica
I teleported instantly using the magic language of instinctual slang algebra
at the caves entrance I swung at bats flying from hiding places like batting cages
night goggles see in silent spaces tubifex worms feeding in damp river riboflavin
looking like congealed ectoplasm ; stuck in some space place ; in a cave drain call it the waste lake
walls are closing in and I can see my breathe I can feel the chills fingers numb I know it's real
walking through spinning webs I scratch my flesh picking silk translucent like spoiled milk
slipping on bed rock I hit my head getting up I hear running rhythmic steps
then a sudden vile shriek out of nowhere the sage swung his spear and it cut my eye and cheek
just then I shift into monkey pose with a mantis strike I gave him a bloody nose
pulled out my scimitar that's when we froze the black cube exploded
and the vial spoke
'' Thy child I'm the ocean and the sky
Thy child I'm the moment when you die
Thy child I'm everything you loved in life
every element on every plane in the poetry of reality we are all the same
war is fought for better but like those before you behold the splendor''
for that small moment my scimitar disrupted the force field like a iron genie
Rikers island chefs add 10 spice packs to ramen ; A spike in diabetes
I swung at the vial with the force of behemoth ; to my surprise the scimitar exploded into a thousand pieces
like a peacock sparks are flying in brilliant colors; I feel my conscious shift as I slowly recovered discovered
I blacked out on the beach only to wake up next Monday , should have never ate ten 8ths of fungi...

Too much for one guy who will take all your pills ; the one guy who supports oil spills
killed most the coral life now I'm seeing ghost like Coraline ;
my tears taste like sweat ; you're my favorite pet
the parrot on the captains shoulder ;speaks 10,000 words
have him fly ahead and report any enemy ships that's abroad ;
tactics of war , Valiant Thor , cannons shoot from valley to shore
maritime law, gimme a raft ill paddle some more , sovereign sailing
tsunamis represent metaphors for doctored feelings , love wins in the end
darkness has set upon the hearts of men
I'm the eye that seas the sky reflecting the brightest oceans
I'm the tide that keeps a sunfish floating like a giant totem
at a mountain coast land a nomad is getting water boarded
at the moment he shouts 'Allah'' his faith allows him to ignore the choking
the embarrassment of getting beheaded on TV , heaven on earth
the catcher of the rye the timid turning werewolf the twinkle in your eye
Known for shootin' down derelicts while they pumping breaks at yield signs
I still terrorize the homeless shelter,asking random strangers for cigarettes
Drunk off the blood of 60 virgins ; happily swim with crocodiles in Bangladesh
the ocean is lonely and so am I ; so I drown myself slowly ; a gargled goodbye..