{"sf1_id":1380843,"sf2_id":"keNoQzMm","title":"Leviathan","author":"Mister Moira","words":66,"posted_at":"2018-10-23T15:52:00.000Z","tags":["Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1380843-leviathan","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/keNoQzMm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ab/11/ab112c2a-074e-4e9b-862a-3ccd5b2af333","description":"#6 of Poetry\n\nHard to say without giving everything away.","content":"Leviathan\n\nI had seen it for miles, the titan,\n\nBeautiful as scales on a dreaming snake,\n\nSublime like the heartbeat of a Howitzer\n\nShaking something unseen deep in the breath\n\nOf the sky and trembling heat of the earth.\n\nHundreds, with open mouths and eager eyes\n\nDevoured its magnitude, echoes of\n\nTheir awe infected me, unraveled me.\n\nI felt the turgid weight pulsing beneath,\n\nInside me.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1353967-maelstrom.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1386726-i-only-ever-leave-this-bed-to-make-it.json"}}