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Chanting Skull
With this low rumble, waves dispersed;
coerced to fathomless depths, and worse:
the waters frothed and spewed and burned.
Flesh was torn by currents, starving,
screaming as if under siege as
all things bright were willed away.
The blue fell shadow towards the pit
where jagged pikes from Earth did raise
to ward the clamor that came.
'Neath reflective pane there sank
a once-conceived remainder that
had since learned to be, and was.
Its hide had since turned sour gold
and sank to dot the wet dry bottom.
Its many treasured facets, had departed too.
Yet the rocks had claimed themselves a prize
by clawing down a straying bone that
bore teeth and tusk and eye ways.
Since then sunk half-past the clay
and buried mouth to snout in clod,
it drowns the very ocean in noise.
