Greenling Elegy - Revision

clouded omens across code the objective fact of the atmosphere here starves even the most modest ambitions of fish outside their home waters journey of yearning mundane day-glow gradients of green scales gasping toward the summit regret etched in the eyeball a penumbra casting its subtle shadow lips rest in swags of exhausted lassitude beleaguered by their own bland arguments against the reality hung above a feckless mountainside face up blind to the gallows scaffold too much air in the jagged aspiration of escape the breathless canvas of a departing day