When I came over the water
I saw her face glory on the sea
and I [bad word] to draw you to me.

Baal Storm — Put yourself in my place
The surface seas in the mirror, the grass, the gorge...

Mark, mark, mark this "Is everything all right?"
The breeze filled with teeth
The choir boys hymned "Hark the lark"
but the splinter — you are real
smokes of stirring robbed my eyes.

I came over the water
to shape you and fill you "I am Aeon"
These are more than hosannas for the gallants
in their galleons on their stallions.

I came to state the teeth of the [bad word] "I am Aeon"
Her [bad word] to refuge
but refuses the tongue
Tight that night's grip on the light over Naqqada
stung memory and slayed cells
"Women twice slaves: in bird and in bed"
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