Whales

"Whales"

by m.p. macariola

drawn on the icy screen

of raindrops,

are the lines of sorrow

where swims

the whales,

continuously ramming

at my chest,

to break it.

and swim

in the boxed ocean

that is my heart

have you sent those

whales to set you free,

my little fish?

do you seek

freedom?

even if...

it costs you

my life...