THE queen,
the queen,
the giver of milk, sex, and love.
THE king,
the king,
the giver of dry places, and a
empty tomb.
THE jester,
the jester,
writes it all down, then spits
on it, and kicks it, bites it,
fights it, then lets it go, like
a broken toy.......
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abstract material works your way every time, my friend...good write, david ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''frank