deep in the sea bleached white
whale bones sing in thier chains.
chamber music in the depths
i heard them in the night
lowering the stars as they sank
moving heavily through their watery
hymnals.
i swam in those dark waters and
kept on dreaming of their forms
until blue became black and a
saline solution filled my lungs
under a cold sky the icy constellations
spun round my magnetic head
i drowned my angel in
a bottle for need of words.
i drank in silence shades of green and
brown to swallow aloud all the others
until blue became white
and blood became bone
to numb in my icy marrow like
jonah, i prayed to be spat up on dry ground.
nathan martin
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-sobriety/
