Balaenoptera Musculus

Shipping mountains of expanse it gains the above, a smooth sheen of aphotic immensity gate-crashes the sky. We watch as a vast inclination to be enormous break free of the tenebrous deep. It has now a ribbed and scalloped identity, it is the depth made manifest. I can no longer calibrate my mind, as the booming whale surges past my physical insignificance. That night I could feel my fingernails growing in my sleep, my thickening backbone stretching to crane upward into an arching leviathan flight, while my own shriveled and shed skin sinks downwards to become mere morsels for soft-mouthed bottom feeders.