Under the waves Silly I thought the wavesThe last

Under the waves 

Silly I thought the waves

The last border under which

None emerge

But here in the deep prussion blue

I stand immersed

In the numinous trance of the ancients

Flywheel panopticon on the surface world of cities

All laid bare to my eye

Solitary consciousness on the center

Of fate’s luminous causal web

Information all exposed to

The open mind

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