Mind Leviathan

Slowly, slowly

but all too very surely

it feeds on my thoughts and grows colossal, like a God

He dives deep to navigate the depths of my tangent regrets

and surfaces to spout that native bliss into the morning air

immovable                      gargantuan                    immaculate

this is my eternal hunt of Greatness so elusive –

that existential Leviathan of my mind.


Poem by Sam Lee

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