By the end of the bout, he was punched out
Fists capsized, muscles shouting
Deeper down
He felt the insult of a kiss
Deeper still than we can go
Further out than triremes row
Drowning slow
His memories persist
Out beyond the telescope's pry
Up above the tallest Dutch dope high
He realized
This mystery is his
Underneath the ocean floor
A part of who we are we don't explore
I adore the meaninglessness of the this
We can't express
By the end of the bout, he was punched out
Fists capsized, muscles shouting
Deeper down
He felt the comfort of a kiss
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