NautilusBlack, cold, silent, blind
The USS Nautilus is traversing the sea
Beneath the North Pole
No one can see it here but you, submerged
Breathing water in the suffocating
Crushing cold
Watching the tracks of its passion, inflaming
The swirling of plankton
The ice sky
The silent buzz of its passage
Mistrusting, tenderness, power
Surging through the always blackness
Watch the many-tonned propeller
Entwine the sea
The turning ringlets, black
Phosphorous, agitated, spreading out
Like maypole ribbons in reverse
Tusk of the abyss
Knot of muscle
Agitating, navigating
Beating hull beast of a hundred hearts
You touch the Nautilus as it passes
Merged solid in the ocean
As cold and as harmless as the ocean.
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