Poseidon's anticipation
crumbled floors
On seabed ateliers;
crispen semi-motionless
all gravity becomes.
And what of Ether?
And what of tides?
They seem sprayed out
to the armagedon of the sea!
Rushed the guilty sea-king
To the nymphs arms
Oh exhilarated demise!
Come here so thy opiated foam arises!
And the nymphs all giggled
the mermaid-men all catched
The sea-airs are all land
And the legend of fantasy passes to ancient forgotten..."
To the nymphs arms
Oh exhilarated demise!
Come here so thy opiated foam arises!
And the nymphs all giggled
the mermaid-men all catched
The sea-airs are all land
And the legend of fantasy passes to ancient forgotten..."
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