across the seas a whale lets loose
his mournful song in frequencies
so low he can’t be heard by ears
of either you or I

‘neath ocean waves his love responds
sends saddened sounds to calm his fears
and make him sing his odes of joy
just like in like aeons past

they ache across the great expanse
and here I lie, sing arirang
my frequencies rebounding ‘round
my cold and distant beach





bonaventure saptel