When darkness covers the earth
it is my wings stretched out to dry,
a temporary crucifix.
When I fold them into myself
I let the sun seed the soil,
watch tide flence the shore.
I eat death voraciously.
Gobble it up into this black maw
till there is nothing left.
When I hunt, darkness dives into me.
I train fishermen to use me,
put me on a leash.
I am mostly silent, worse than death,
and will swallow you whole, head first, one day.
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