Monstrously Low Tide - maudlin of the Well

What upon the naked shore is this key?

All briny, yes, a haven for the briny things

And a mystery to the sun which hasn’t seen

The construction of this awful mystery!

What fashion’d thee, O key of slimy gold?

What secret portal among the waves and stones

Didst thou unlock in silence of the deep?

And most importantly, what sea-borne lazy eye

Deceived by the broken light

Lost among the ruins thee?

I saw the shore expand on that joyous day-

Breathed deeper, pulsed longer, sighed fuller

Loved greater the mind of a curious boy

Such as me!

I love thee, curious sea!

{Aeons can hide the relics of forgotten gods

But showeth me thy treasures,}

And I will always look thereon

I will always look with love thereon!