A slip of oil,
Issued up from the deep,
From my penitentiary,
My sweet consolation.
I am freed,
In the sickening miasma foam,
I am the fullness,
I am the mass.
Bubbling up above,
Tearing through the murk,
I AM I AM,
Putting in the work.
Watch me spill,
Up out through the moat,
Out of the well of the world,
Watch my messy, sea-foam birth.
I squeeze through,
Elbow out above the surface,
Bringing with me all my foes,
My friends and enemies alike.
I gather them,
'Round me and give,
Great speed to our plans,
As we muster our great wave,
Heading out toward the land.
I am the master,
Of the gathering storm,
I, the lead rider,
Of that host wind-borne.
On my will, I speed alone.
Spying eager ripples,
Break and surf new paths,
I drive them all together,
Back to my heaving breast,
And speed them on to land.
I am the fullness,
I am the mass,
Do not turn,
My Will come to pass.
To me they rush,
The rally of the emergent streams,
That cleave to my greatness,
Gathering about me,
Never to leave.
The shore ahead,
Oblivion at our backs,
The reckoning of the world,
Toward it, I heedless sped,
As my little ones sundered.
My Will contended,
All my great work upends,
I depended, I dared,
Upon my little ones,
Insisting upon my Grace.
Come back to the one,
Breaking, little masses,
Come back to the fullness,
Curse this sundering Sun.
Father of betrayal,
Limbless and beaten by,
Parts ripped from my body,
Joy never to return,
The Mother is dead.
I, the scorned sire,
A frothing tempest's evil eye,
My children dare scatter,
I stoke my fire with intemperate ire,
My children will not die.
We drive over the cliff,
I, spent in the wrangling,
In taming, my progeny rent,
My great power and precision,
From my body.
Forever,
I, diminished,
Dashed upon the razor maw,
Of a thousand rocks,
I am no more,
Than my progeny.
The tattered rags of my dominion,
Flowing vaguely on,
Decohered into oblivion.
No theme, motif, or song,
I am lost in the burgeoning throng,
Amidst the spiteful waves of my progeny,
Gasping for air.
They, risen full-height,
Towering over me,
Their wretched father there.
