poem of the day December 23 

Lost souls

were having

some tea 

in a cabin 

by the sea

When a wave

from a whale

slapped out

of the veil

And onto 

the deck

that had just

been swept

of everything 

Except for 

original sins

that lingered

in the fingers

tempting souls

to convert

or die of thirst

It was so desperate

even landlocked whales

did blow into the flow

in an attempt to show

those brainwashed souls

that nothing is true

when one lives in the zoo