Mrs. Yolanda Nicholsen Poet Chant Royal

King

you'd beckoned my thoughts again 
through sudden whispers 
i've declined to respond morbidly
catering to the quaint findings 

of life after death a quiet calm
arose over shattered fixings
wildly i'd mastered the gory details
hindering my every whim 

childishly i catered to his robe
nestled beneath wrath carny 
and the mild mannered masterpieces
torn between terror and sheer neediness

while captured beyond graveness
the sullen memory of where time resided
my inner self crawled eagerly i suppose
as my body bargained with my soul

a meaningful gesture giving my heart 
infamous nudges arousing tattered bliss 
mere ashes to be smeared throughout
the galaxy of fairness and the norm

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