Giant

By a great lady.

L.T. Garvin

Hostile giant

silhouetted in penumbra

demure in constant conquest

I hear faint sounds

from the kingdom below

marked by dreams

they grow restless

in twilight

at the approach of

your heavy feet

as you trod upon

this pounding earth

searching for relief

from restless wandering

constant hunger

and the swell of souls

under the crush of your weight

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