Sunless void. Sometimes he seems uncertain if the sun is in ascent or in decline.
But slowly, deliberately, Moku walks into the sea. He keeps walking
until the undulations grab hold of him and threaten to overtake him.
Sometimes the sea is a woman with round breasts and yielding lips. La mar.
Other times, the sea is a man of sinew, bone and jutting tongue. El mar.
But always with darkly pigmented areolas. Large, elliptical areolas flirting like the
eyes of a lynx, teeth bared. So far, somehow, Moku makes his way back to shore.
As time goes by, he walks farther still into the sea, � into the arms of the sea.
Hoping at long last, to see where it ends. To see where the sea ceases to be.
Gay is straight. Straight is gay.
Tall is short. Short is tall.
Small is big. Big is small.
Round is square. Square is round.
Found is lost. Lost is found.
Near is far. Far is near.
Here is there. There is here.
West is East. East is West.
Best is worst. Worst is best.
War is peace. Peace is war.
More is less. Less is more.
Right is left. Left is right.
Light is dark. Dark is light.
Stay is go. Go is stay.
Gay is glad. Glad is gay.