I dove into that freezing sea. With the parasite attached to me. I had hoped the salt below. Would divorce what was wed above. . But league after league. It yet remained. For the fleshy vessel
behind a desk of mahogany. He whispers dreams into my ear. And though I've given him his empire. He delivers me my fear. Theunicorns are riding high. Powerful in coats of white. I turn to look and burn my
whole of the moon. The whole of the moon!. Unicorns and cannonballs. Palaces and piers. Trumpets towers and tenements. Wide oceans full of tears. Flags rags ferryboats. Scimitars and scarves. Every