slip into something a little more suffocating,
let water seep in and pull you down into
the darker abyss into the endless night,
a hollowed whale cry echoes out to
cradle as you sink in deeper
and deeper into the quiet.
Writer in San Francisco, CA

In May, the fog slips
Into the city nestling
Against glass and steel
I am perched at the bar and
Swim in music and murmurs
slip into something a little more suffocating,
let water seep in and pull you down into
the darker abyss into the endless night,
a hollowed whale cry echoes out to
cradle as you sink in deeper
and deeper into the quiet.