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The protogeegaws of the new world

had long been glossed with drool.


High acid saliva made it hard for us

to form and maintain our shells.

I was retooled, my flesh turned to things

of which I was anxious

that you should engross one half.

Periscopeglandssnorkleinductionmast

ventilationexhaustlinestern

activatorrudderram. I wanted to be neither

heavier nor lighter than whatever

I displaced. The variable ballast


tank compensated as the climate waxed

warmer, sadder, dumber.

And the ocean, absorbing bad

from air acidified. Its subjugation was

the office of each wat...