THE SORROW AND THE PITY?
I am Ahab's whale? Hell no, I'm
Ahab himself. I skim with the mad,
I dive deep the salty waters. Infused
with my dire venom, the evil sea
retreats. Before I start, I'm done.
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Listen to me clearly: the sound you
here are the fish of the sea. The deep
diving mad ones, the crazy ones, see.
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I might even be Queequeg in your
better dreams : drumming up the
deck-chairs with a stomp; making
secret of the public things. All
my tattooed hide, a message
to be read. Even the calamitous
ocean wants to know me; yet
I forestall that fish from that
great encumbrance.
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