Interlude III (Dark Water Tanka)
Lower the lifeboats—
We tread nose-deep in the plague—
Lifelines beyond us.
We roil dark water and sink.
The mermaids sing for no one.
“I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.”
— T.S. Eliot / “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”