The bottomless lust for more,
The well bored through the sea floor
Where all the chthonic fun dwells,
From which evil burbles up,
Not what you were looking for—
No, you were never evil were you,
Only human, wanting more,
And then something poisonous
Started rising from the well.
You never meant to do this,
To release it, you just dove
Down to spear leviathan,
Dove and struck and stabbed some more,
You hero, braving death’s door.
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