Leviathan
One lone man against Leviathan
With its signals and its code
It’s forms and formulation
What’s a soul to do,
Bend and yield as a willow
Or stand proud and tall as an oak?
You tell me,
Or better yet ask Jonah
In the belly of the beast.
(8/22/24)
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