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