The Behemoth

Here, the behemoth: an intensity of sanctuary
built from blanched stone
a thousand hulls
in depth. Peeling.
Limp gullies in a swallowed space.

They ripen and fall, to pique and punge,
suspended in dusk, whispering above,
bitterly,
to such a people
that stand on the slackening rock,
their world without count
whilst their willed daily degrades.
They ripen and fall, to pique and punge,
suspended in dusk, whispering above,
bitterly,
to such a people
as once was.

Elements and Implementors
trading life
in the belly of the Beast.

Reviews

[fireblossom]

It sings. What colors form shapes unknown at the very least catch the eye with their beauty.

Well done.

[Political Punk ~~ CBD]

this is really cool,i have alwaysed loved the christain monster like Behemoth and Leviathan. this captures what Behemoth is sorta like.

[Marlena]

VERY cool, great job! The description in this is great. :)