i am grateful you
didn't know the fissures
that seized our ancient kingdom
our two atop the marriage mount.
there were many reasons
for the fault, of course, many players
whispering at court, chipping the stone, but i have
an imperceptible bias for these things
and flatteries of lesser pawns
that played on vanity and power and prowess—
the virulence kings—were nails and nail and nails
that cracked the stone on which we sat.
who knows what fossils can be made of shards of us?
Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 12:45 PM UTC
i am grateful you
didn't know the fissures
that seized our ancient kingdom
our two atop the marriage mount.
there were many reasons
for the fault, of course, many players
whispering at court, chipping the stone, but i have
an imperceptible bias for these things
and flatteries of lesser pawns
that played on vanity and power and prowess—
the virulence kings—were nails and nail and nails
that cracked the stone on which we sat.
who knows what fossils can be made of shards of us?
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