Songs Of Maldoror File

I greet you, O vast and indifferent Ocean—not because you are beautiful, for beauty is a lie told by the weak, but because you are a boiling cauldron of salt and silence. You swallow the armadas of men as easily as a toad gulps a fly, and in your "aquatic entrails," the fish laugh at the drowning sailors who once claimed to be your masters.

Translator R.J. Dent: "You Don't Find Maldoror—It ... - LitReactor Songs of Maldoror

I have seen the female shark in the wake of the shipwreck, her fins cutting the water like a guillotine through silk, and I have found in her the only embrace that does not taste of betrayal. We shall couple beneath the foam, a union of scales and scars, while the stars above—those "hypocritical eyes" of the firmament—watch in frozen horror. I greet you, O vast and indifferent Ocean—not