A Further Discussion With Neptune

the lissom sea lily a testament at your death feathered petals left in memory but are you dead, Neptune? I am no longer reminded of the pin-spotted watery wedding veil along the edge it has now become a frozen blue veil around a beach ball hung or strung in the black nowhere space can you bounce back from the throw, Neptune? who threw you, brother of Jupiter and Pluto? is there another dolphin to find again Salacia in the deep to see the foaming equine ride to find the white pin-spot veil of your jouissance fringed again on the sands but what dolphin can fly so high no flutter or stutter or flop but a high-forced flipping (have we built one so tough? Pegasus, your wings and strength ... aaaah you psychopomp, you Charon, be mindful of your distinguished exalted bloodlines) will you come so far?