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The Black FluxBeneath the seasThe roaring core of the will And the cliffs have gone under An array of thoughts A veil of contempt Vivid and fluent The inner traveller Sneaking away on the Sinking ocean trawler Erased horizon The toxic birds fly All silent and hostile This is a seething sea Under an erupting dawn A dawn of disdain The mirrors of the will Dormant as withering trees That quiver and breathe My self-loathing overflows The watercourse |