[whateverittakes]

you smiled.
women are cities,
you said,
little sweet towns,
villages
with horrible past.
some are shacks, hidden
from curious eyes.
and i, you said,
smiled,
while i conquer a city
i use little villages to pass
the time.

you are a very beautiful city,
you said,
smiled.
me, i was smiling too,
but in disgust.
in me
there's no craving to be
filled up.
you see,
i am not a city
i am
Leviathan.