a baby floated up from a crack in the earth
to the surface of the ocean
covered in cellular honey
discarding his manger of thoughtful foam
dust from an underwater land no man could dream of finding speckled random
between the soft folds of his little hands
the indestructible moan of confusion lifted from his youth wrinkled mouth
men in boats heard it before
an infantile wail
emmited from the vertical south
omnipotent through the waters
causing typhoons
awakening the slumbering metropolis beyond his peace

now the only sound
is the distant call of sea birds
and the gentle cackle of the subsiding waves

immortal portable informant
now its time to open your eyes and
seek your first impressions
symbols to form inside
memories to somehow coincide
with a world so radically different
than the core
than the place you knew
sorting through the air for a suitable disguise
the ultramarine one meets the sky
awaiting the future
like its an empty room built to contain his prize