i was ready for the night
to swallow me whole, darkness devouring —
a kraken that drags me under the sea;
king of the fishes, i command dolphins 
and whales give me solace in drowning songs

seaweed tangled in my hair,
i’ll sing to you through a shell
until i am a restless wave 
muffling sailors that beg for life
but i grant them none — i am king.

i am dry above shore, my daydream silenced.
the moon, lover of the sea, pities my feeble 
damsel body, thus i linger on — waiting,
until she takes me out of anger,
for the great man i have become.