After the Trial
Close your eyes dear
sunshine
My trip I had, my day I spent
Now it is time to hide from
your presence
My swollen prize of inability
and shame.
Turn aside to let your less
curious sister
come by
For even under her fullest
glare
I curl in peace and sigh
goodnight
To enjoy a dream where
I am king.
But the lingering fear of
your eyeball
Robs the wine off this
nocturnal chalice
Still I observe communion in
piece
And the moon be my
witness, in peace.
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