The Journey From Winter

For a merchantman, she's a frigates
sleek lines, she carries a winter cargo:
dead-fish morgue, opaque eyed watchers
manifests hidden under snowy duvets
transactions paused in ice-bound buckets
dark heart sealed by customs
kapok, custom, yeah,
A coelacanth's journey away from light
how do you feel about your mother [shoots]
C-Beams glitter in the dark
attack ships on fire at the Tannhauser gate
ice speeds up, algae blossoms
amber melt, a gnat's probiscous twitches
He's confronted with 200 planes of vision
an ultra-violet view of prey
a trunk that responds to thirst of blood
Memory banks hacked data of hierarchy forgot
dewey decimal indices refracted by kisses
disregarded data glows
"I was and now am am I lost?"
Un-deterred, cheeks heavy with blood,
he piles dynamite at his feet, the plungers drop
the beginning of his passion's arc.