I must not speak or water will fill my lungs.

The looks are empty.

And the sea is very far away from the shore.

They say we know more about space than
the depths of the ocean

quiet water lapping water
cold dark pressure
raining little bits of
bathypelagic detritus ash

sunless thermal vent life
makes us rethink the order of everything.

What I found there wasn’t what I was
expecting or what I
wanted like nothing I
had ever known,
everything.

It’s been a long time since I read books
but it’s been longer since I heard a voice

that sounded human.

I know more about space
than I do the depth
s.

Extent.

I might be so much bigger than hydrothermal vents–
did they change
what we know? no.

Extremophile, archaea.
Extant.

Read me my genome.

You’ve never seen me before.

Look.

How far it goes.

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