Through the main of sewage
Swam I
The miserable.
Sweat on the back
And
Sweat on the eyes.
And
In the dorsal spine
The muscles screamed.
Yet
Desperation made
Brought forth and
Weaned
My strong determination
And
On and on swam I
Through the sewage main.
And
Rats, grey short and tall
Long-tailed short-tailed
And
All
Around me swam.
And
In the length of a night
I had come to shore
And Dawn
And a new risen day.
So far
So far
Through desperation.
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