I look out
On the waves
On the wavering of my
Tent[?]
Between the cutting to-and-fro
With the [?] world of blood fits the path to an artery
Oh whether the shore
Or the undertow before
Fits a membrane of a being
Nothing thin must be me
Hinges in the dim swimming sea
Oh what it is to be carried
And to know it in the lumbering cold[?]
Hearing humps of a thunder roll[?]
Silent
Around you
Oh God
You are here
I'm in your throat
If you are
I'm alive in the belly of wonder
And there is not a star
God
You are here
I'm in your throat if you are
I'm alive
In the belly
Of wonder
And there is not a star
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