old fish cakes
and belly aches
chased me through the night
into the arms,
and suspect charms
of an unexpected sight
a shoddy king
with shiny rings
hugged and kissed me so
and ‘fore i woke,
the words he spoke
I didn’t want to know.
my love, you’ve died
his tears belied
for never did he weep
I took your dreams
and wiped them clean
when you were prone asleep
you’re now bereft
for I am death
the king of all that’s born
and now you know
so you must go
away from thoughts of dawn.
fantastic x
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