Some cheer for chained melodies
while the music of the spheres echoes
like rain on the surface of water;
it booms like whale songs
traveling thousands of miles in that medium.
Your limbs struggle, but your voice flies.
Sound travels four times faster in water than in air,
still so much slower than light,
yet fast enough to get here in time
to let me know you’re gone.
You breathed in the fluid verses
that strengthened you and drowned me.
Jacqueline M. Pérez writes, argues, takes photographs, and digs in the dirt in the southeastern US. She has been published in The Brasilia Review, tNY Press’s Electronic Encyclopedia of Experimental Literature, and the Belleville Park Pages. She writes at http://gnathic.weebly.com.