Monday, November 2, 1998

The Queen Takes Control

I’m entrenched in splendor
ascending from my throne
Mr. Tenor in hand
we compliment each other
job well done
and then
I glance down from my
rainbow
and see a small
fawn
who effortlessly
strips me of my royalty
and assumes command
of my entire
kingdom.

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