Alone in a dark bay with only the pitch slosh roll of a gentle north swell. Douse the lights and I am Jonah in the Belly, mooring creak my whale song, but for tropical crickets, bats and Orion at the surface.
Alone in a dark bay with only the pitch slosh roll of a gentle north swell. Douse the lights and I am Jonah in the Belly, mooring creak my whale song, but for tropical crickets, bats and Orion at the surface.