When darkness covers the earth
 it is my wings stretched out to dry,
 a temporary crucifix.

 When I fold them into myself
 I let the sun seed the soil,
 watch tide flence the shore.

 I eat death voraciously.
 Gobble it up into this black maw
 till there is nothing left.

 When I hunt, darkness dives into me.
 I train fishermen to use me,
 put me on a leash.

 I am mostly silent, worse than death,
 and will swallow you whole, head first, one day.

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