Author Leo Yankevich Although a sea of whisky filled each lung, he would have called out from beneath a wave just to console the living, but his tongue was heavy as a stone inside the grave. Tags sea Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments