Turtle was gone a long time. He was gone six years, and when he came up, he was covered in green slime, he had been down so long. When he reached the top of the water, he only had very little earth under his nails, all the rest had been washed away.
- John Moriarty
We are the dirt carefully scraped from his fingernails
The dirt from which we were made and to which we'll return
The turtle carried Adam under his fingernails
He carried me and you under his fingernails
That which we would easily discard as filth was life a priori
Perhaps we are the Leviathan at the bottom of the ocean
The parts of us that prefer to live in bluey darkness
Pulling others into our crooked and piercing depths and ways
And perhaps the Lord's sore and great and strong sword
Seeks to slay the Leviathan in us and the psalms in our vocabulary
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