Leviathan

[Whimsical||MUSE;]

Leviathan

Today is a good death;
eyes drift,
breath so light -- am I reaching out,
or is that only a shadow crossing my path?
Silhouettes become laughter,
and echo in a poem I barely remember,
submerged in oil and fire.
It had already been incinerated,
and now,
it is my turn:

I walk with death, today.
My fingers tight 'round his hand,
pulling him down Nostalgia's street.
Tugging, tugging --
I show him barren ground
but he sees my laughter,
and children, a canvas untouched.

He walks my hallways with me;
slips through the aisles of my stores,
through the mazes I've created of my heart.
He sees me through another's gaze,
and runs his fingers over the taint
that has spread beneath my breast.

Night and morning blur together
in an endless dream
as he breathes into my ear
as we slip over the edge.

Yes, yes -- today,
today I shall fall into glittering
bright jaws.
Swallowed, like so much krill.

October 27, 2011

[xunpredictablel]

Wow, brilliant. It gave me goosebumps. I love the personification of death as almost a pseudo-lover. That always intrigues me. I also liked "and echo in a poem I barely remember" -- that was just incredibly well-written and it made me shudder a bit, because it's a feeling that people can relate to, but in a sense that is more destructive than people typically put it in.

Overall, it was well-written and the tone was very well shown to the audience. The first stanza caught my eye and made me read more into it... Which ties the whole poem together nicely. Also, the comparison of yourself to krill (something in massive quantities) shows a bit of apathy towards yourself. As though you are not special. It was interesting to read, to say the least. I think I always liked your poetry because of the psychological undertones.