.

FOR AN AGING PRINCESS.

 

Your whole wicked life you had these hands

these hands

the nerve they had touching

that's just how they learned

up in a daydream again, that the tortured towers

could outlast the siege

bottle of thunder wouldn't howl tonight

the things you never dropped from the windows

but never really needed to keep

a dark mask that claimed to be a man

riding on horseback

said he'd be right back

said you'd live forever, how could this be true

to trespass, that got you nowhere

to avoid dying, how can that be lying

he'll only try to avoid the split path to your heart

unlatch the lock

discover wisely, and like a trespassing fool

through your time

wait for a siege of your own

you change and change and change

he can't

by the twirl of that hair

it all disappeared in an ugly scene

completion

like the dew the way the grass meets at the rock

Author's Note

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