“Somewhere there are Minke whales singing hymns in my belly,
Lonely cries beneath my star lined ribs.
Somewhere there is sea foam and driftwood lapping against my skin,
Drowning me in Vetiver notes and Pearlescent chords.

Somewhere the wind cracks and cries through my hollow frame.
The rains come and the tides swell and my throat is all sand and gravel
And your name stuck against my tongue, beating against the backs of my teeth.

Somewhere a whistle cries and the lighthouse fades
And I am floating in the ink bled sky.
Somewhere my last breath is leaving my body and I—
I don’t feel a thing.”

— intergalartic

(artwork by witchoria)