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Leviathan

swimming just below the oil slicked surface. plastic bubbles of help escaping through clenched teeth why must this silver etched thing be so full of suffering? forever morphing and writhing. Stillness. desire for stillness. Need for stillness. eraser faced head. there's nothing to it they said. what do they know. what do we know? how do you know? the leviathan finally has a place to speak.