Proud King

A proud king sits upon his throne Cast out to the horizon His closed eyes settle on the foam Thought and belief are out of sight His greatest victory, now his longest dream As he sinks below the surface of the world’s seams His legacy will become whatever the script writers say Sacred, terrible, vicious,Continue reading “Proud King”

I Saw Flashes

An echo at pace irradiates diamonds across your face Cutting into leather on the warmest day in Iberian summer All the spices of Arabia greet you as if they are the one and you the other The things you have seen, the faces you display, walking as you have done since the moment you could,Continue reading “I Saw Flashes”

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