Becalmed

Raise my main sail and I pull perfect osmosis - when every lightswitch in the world is pressed in unison I'll spit whirlpools until they're shoulder to shoulder. My fanblades gouge out trenches and stir up leviathans too big for the keel; bitter sea squalls shear away fins and tailfeathers until we're all served in stew. Invincible with narcosis, becalmed in confrontation, locked in pirrhouette since the peak of my fugue, I dine.