Subterfuge

12Jun12

Leviathan roars up from the depths to snag and to catch all unsuspecting breaths.

He pummels the shores, ripped and torn by his yawing stretch.

He wakes, he shakes, unadorned he scorns the landscape.

No gentle giant, he sleeps in the deep and when disturbed, countries are shorn.

And overturned, upended, displaced, the people shall mourn.

And the tears do not sway him.

And the tides obey him.

Peril is hidden in lore

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