Ode to a Large Tuna in the Market
grapes,
only you had survived,
purposeful form
from the abyss,
I saw you,
windmilling
seed
projectile,
armed
of seaquakes,
Among the market greens,
yours
amid the fragile greens
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flight
fin and prow black and oiled,
ocean
olive, oily fish.
dark bullet
reborn,
a bullet
you were
depths,
marine
yet
to deepest night.
carrots,
winged fins
dar
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a deceased king
of the ocean
machine:
I saw you dead,
green
the one and only
as if you were still
only dead remains,
witness
unflawed, navigating
among the vegeta
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mangled
were lettuces,
of my own ocean,
pure
amid
shadow,
a swimming
All around you
unfathomable
the waters of death.
a solitary ship,
dead.
in the swift
assault, silver
was the onlhttps://read.99csw.comy
from the ocean
now
a pitch-black, varnished
submarine fir,
sea foam
the abyss,
at one tip,
Pablo Neruda
truth,
the vessel of the wind,
shadow, the
Only you, well-aimed
b九九藏書ut constantly
of nature;
of the sea,
a mourning arrow,
at anchor in the current,
in all the market
Ode to a Large Tuna in the Market
of the earth,
of the unknown,
the
depths
of
of the