and dip an oar into a primal sea to see a world more animal than human pierce this shell of surface tension to feel, smell, hear this bottom extent being cast within profusion's briny flow
in slow evolutionary tides washed up on shores of crashing sound run aground through fur und fetters tail to mouth food chain devoured 'ever preening in disguise
unmoored in a rolling mirror duplicitous while moon howling even Zeus took occasion's swan dive to lead a baser instinct's anatomy and shoot a swimming seed home
Dr. and Mr. mixed in a beak-er shaped and shifted over geology's ago flooding forms into molded forms and yet scramble out and into breath filling lungs unto this crested vision
"So mastered by the brute blood of the air,"
-cec
Quotes from Ovid and Yeats ... Theirianthrope: Shape-shifter