There’s a leak in my monstrous island,
the fossils falling out the bottom into a superlative sea.
I cannot patch it with barbed wire and fire,
that’s all I have.
I am an extremist.
I am the mountain.
I am the valley.
I am the lava that flows like a spring to the sea.
Soon, Darling, we will sink to the bottom,
forever cold and flat.