The Catalog Of Absolutes
Poem by DAVID GERARDINO
THE king playing his part in a strait
jacket, his excuses belly -up, and fall
to the side, he makes a fist, try to
fight his way out, but all he does is fall
to his knees, see, says the strait jacket,
you are no longer the king.
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