this one's gonna need some editing

tears, born of stars by way of ocean
therein born the first that lived
but these were born of those -
that swam together
their school a knowing thing
that walked
and talked
and shed the salt that bore it once
ouroboros
finally knowing
it could not swallow
without being swallowed
the rock shaking
in the roots
of the first tree
and still - again - those tears
a silent ragnarok
the ravens flown
the one eye
blind
in its own salt
like oedipus
last seeing
the body
under the fallen robe
and broach in hand...