Leviathan
Leviathan poem stories
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mirandasinclair
mirandasinclair I’ve a poetry book: The Marrow of Blue
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Almost out of body Almost mad from the

Leviathan

Almost out of body

Almost mad from the

Pressure of it-

Great leviathan

Crouching on my rib cage

My heart strains to grow wings,

To take flight when I glimpse

The poisonous rubies of its eyes

And when its fanged mouth opens to

Set me aflame

I wonder if

I'll ever stop burning

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