where did you go ?
into the depths of self
under your little surface
plumb the murkiness
below the frenzied white caps
hold your metal breathe
though you risk drowning
it is done and gravity pulls
your submission into the cold ocean
with a little grace and patient blue eyes
you’ll end up in the belly of a passing whale
where you will find some respite
and time to breathe
and write a book that has an answer.