Leviathan Shudders

A trio sat

A deluge from a pregnant sky,

this rebirthing of fragmented self to less divisional being

A judgement to call

down in the deep hole

the blackest part of that inky gutter of a night

lasting a span of seasons,

days marked on rotting walls

where the lichen dropped in for angry earthy visits

just dripping with diamond tears

and lots and lots

of first degree burning fears

the kind that sneak and creep up your back to your windpipe

until agony gets bored when you don’t die

and you remain you

at the bottom of you

a place without





just you inside you

no distractions other than self mocking laughter

A decision to be made

while you dance like a fool through gates made of sighs and lies and failed tries

Then he said:  “you must know how they will be

guests with lips that drip bloody things that are true

aren’t welcome inside souls

and minds

and hearts

with terminal jobs and middle class lusts

they will freeze you with their living dead smiles

and pretend intelligence

fake humility.”

The she said: “You must know how you will be,

caressing their scars to recall your own

anonymous artist of escapes from bars and walls

a horse will die thirsty in the middle of a lake

just to watch the opposition’s lips tremble

and see their knees shake

but being outside it all

is a squatting survivor’s right

a lonely walk between the rows

the curse for earning second sight.”

The trio stood

the judgement called

A decision was made

interlocking links in a chain

overreacting and riding the crest of the wave

until Leviathan shudders

and day swallows night

digesting the wasteland

between understanding and spite


Author: valo

I am a poet, writer and activist with a special interest in human rights for children and women as well as the elimination of poverty worldwide. If you read this today, feed someone locally for me will you? Drop off a non perishable food item at the food bank nearest you and consider yourself hugged. Thank you!

8 thoughts on “Leviathan Shudders”

  1. ‘agony gets bored when you don’t die’. I hadn’t thought of it like that but come to think of it that’s pretty much what happened. kind of a pivotal moment isn’t it Val. as for the spirits, i think i’ve been blessed with the presence of more than a few.

    1. Me too Brad, both flesh and bone as well as the ‘other’ type of spirit. It is pivotal and the funny thing about it, is that you begin to love yourself right then and there and to repair the damage done to your heart and soul up to that point in time. HUGS

  2. Oooff. Heavy, heavy. Can’t claim to understand it all. But still found it magnificent. Was this inspired by the day of Rapture? Or have you had several of those kinds of days throughout your lifetime?

    1. Thank you scribbla. It was inspired more by my day of reckoning than rapture. I found myself in a situation a few years ago, a place with nowhere to hide, where I was with only me and the me I discovered there was the me who will exist after death, no gender, no race, no social or economic status, just a singular being with a back to the wall, the BIG wall we all pretend doesn’t exist. At this point of desperation, in an isolated hovel, literally a shack, I was forced to make a decision. I made the right one. The rest of it, the other two beings in the trio, lets just say that there are spiritual things in a tribal setting that helped me make that decision. 🙂 I will always be indebted to them for appearing at just the right time.

  3. tough lines in between…had to read a few times, Val…but good, the shifts between seemingly unconnected, yet connected things 🙂


    1. It’s about my life altering experience a few years ago Devika and it borders on something a bit supernatural so it is in contrast to the literal way I usually write. I only do these occasionally when the mood strikes me but I love that you read it a few times. HUGS Thank you. 🙂

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