unique noise
Janet Kuypers
11/18/15
I have shared my call with the world.
For those close, who listened,
they responded.
So I shared.
And we
were
happy.
Now I have stepped onto foreign soil
and suddenly I feel so alone.
There is suddenly no one
for me to call to.
I am lost, with
no chance
for me to
share my
soul.
#
I recently heard of a lonesome whale
in the Pacific. His mating call
is 52 Hertz, which is
higher than
any whale
can
hear.
Navy researchers studied this one noise,
this one unique noise, for years,
and as far as they
could tell,
only one
whale
made
this
call.
And I’ve been pacing my apartment,
thinking about this one lost whale.
Wondering, are they
lonely. Are they
bound to be
this way
forever.
#
And I think I’m beginning to understand
that pit in your stomach feeling,
that loneliness that won’t
go away because
when you look
around, you
see no
one.
And I want to swim to the deepest depths
of the Pacific, look for who is lost,
they have to be there somewhere,
let me find them. Let me
tell them they’re
not alone,
even if
I
am.
But I know this is all a useless battle,
if I found them, they wouldn’t hear me,
I wouldn’t be able
to help. And we
would remain
together,
but
alone.
Because now that I am on foreign soil
I’ve forgotten how to stretch
my hand, hoping someone
will want to take it.
So I stand here,
far too alone,
and far too
frightened
to feel
free.
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