Ships fit for Sailing ((--))

It was in that brief pause of a second, when all the world stood still and yet revolved around us, a centrifuge of the meat, spinning and isolating us from the mass; it was in that burning flash of a moment, that pause when the meat was superseded, and there was only the eye -
and it was then that I saw you - it was then that you were there, the longing of the meat removed, the ties of the mere chemical seeping into the earth as the blood had,
and the weaving ephemeral serpents coiling about us;
in that place of uninhabited and empty sails.