Something About the Sea
“We live in darkness, and in despair.
Man, who knows the full depths of your discord?
Sea, who has sunk to your hidden floor, or
finds those secrets you so jealously hide?
Our pugilism stretches beyond written memory
–unrelinquishing fists, furiously panting breaths–
each eternal foe to foe,
so fond, both us, of slaughter and death.” –Baudelaire, Bad Flowers, 1857.
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