WHALE FALL
- Dark Poets Club
- Jun 27
- 1 min read
By Prema Arasu

a loss
for the migrating pod
is a revel for worms
far below
in sunless seas
where the song fades
sleeper-sharks
rend the flesh
from fragile arches
of this costal cathedral
until the osedax
bore into marrow
laying bare her
sublime
geometry
the architect is long dead,
her signature
marked in the vestiges
of lungs
and
milk