Deep Waters

You Can Hear The Ocean

This morning I awoke
On a raft made of feathers
With nothing to bind them
As I was the tether

The sun bit my skin
'Til I was leather and cracks
Try as I may
I couldn't bite back

The salt in the air
Smashed its lips into mine
Though I fought and I spat
It would not be denied

Resigned to my fate
In which my body would be torn
My eyes blinked a code
Littered with scorn

On my delicate boat
In the midst of the swell
I peered into the waves
And spotted a shell

As fingers brushed calcium
As leather hit life
I upturned the shell
And scavenged for life

I couldn't be saved
Not simply by this shell
And with trembling wings
Poised to feed it to the swell

But wait- what was that?
I know I heard a noise
The shell pressed to my ear
I waited for the voice

Foolish me, I should have known
I've heard the tales before
If my mind was naught but maddened
I'd have known what was in store

Came one drop upon my skin
Then another, from above
Though as the rain fell down
I knew it wouldn't be enough

The cracks were far too deep
In my skin and in my heart
Drenched in pouring anguish
A voice again came from the dark

I scrambled for the shell
And lifted it to my ear
Unsure that I had heard,
That the voice was even here

That final call still haunts me
As my feathers hold me still
I'm still drifting through the sea
I'm no more than just a quill

The shell, it was a traitor,
Sent by Lucifer himself
The proof is clear through, simply,
What I heard inside that shell

My final ounce of strength
My one drop left of hope
Was wasted on the wretched shell
I banished long ago

For inside that little demon
Deep down in the shell
My ears were kissed by weeping-
My own voice in the swell