Kind King

Yellow speckles
on the sidewalk
in my pathway
I can't get away
I'll show you words
You show me meanings
Kind King
I request you
and only you
Show me the real
Sunrise
Tell me about
The spirits you dance with
Calm me
With your horror stories
Make me touch
the cereal
of which makes
erotic gestures
Assume I graze with
Sugar on top
Blind me
with the blood of your pen
Lick me
with reasons of
swarming bees
I can see
Past the meadow
and over the rainbow
I come to you
kind King
Blessed over me
Watch me dangle
from that rope
you shaft at me always
You scream from
the peak of the cliff
Don't pull,
push
And I'm falling
Within the beauty
of your words
Describing the
sweat behind
my neck
I shall come to you again
Kind King
For yet another swim

Robin

 

Reviews

[robin]

Surely any man at the top must swim as this king, but oh that I was even in His Broken bloodline...^8^
Great tribute and wildly sparkle all over the place like, "hey! there! Shiny object!", like the King. Well done, written like one of his own characters might write about him.