Elvis Mumbo

The Quiet Wine Glass - Poem by Elvis Mumbo

Generals and judges drink from me
Judases and knights from me they sip
Dark souls pour powder in me with motive
I remember them
Their faces reflected on mine
But i shall not tell

Sons born of queens
Daughters full of sins
Both drink from me
but their letters i shall not spell
Princesses with pink lips
Maidens with thrashing hips
are some that i kiss
But i shall not tell

I dine with kings
With silver and rings
who plot and sting
But my bell will not ring

I have mastered the words
Of the girl who sings
About the hateful worlds
With melody strings
But i shall not tell

I wait for their wrath
For them to spill my drink
Hit and crash my beauty
They will sweep my mortality
Then trash my sanity
for the begger to pick me up
'till then, I shall not tell

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 25, 2013

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