Koki at Sea-World

Grey morning stains black fish blood upon concrete walls 
The gloom leads predawn blues down into empty wet halls
Finds ominous shades set within reinforced glass tombs
Oceanic scents still seep in from maternal Gaian homes 
The moon wanes up towards the zenith open for business
And our dark figures circle in deep water tanks yet endless

Orca-Rorschach inkblot reflects your face in human races
Tracheal-cartilage crunched rips cranial shards baseless
"Jump through pretty hoops, an important people are watching"
Pump goes menstrual city, metal vessels tarmac veins pulsing
Liquid life tranquil in trembling weaning fish commences
Shadow upon the faces of the deep as seen from above traces

Who will be whose friend when everyone is always in a tank
Drifting upon galactic plane Koki the human Orca our prank
Scent of Gaia summons but stuck we are in experimental vat
Was it you I was watching when I found out that we are flying
In paintings of animal faces by black and white flames scrying?
See the multicolored pennant tape ripple by applauding fat.

CuldeSac

What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?

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