There’s a King somewhere
Alone, woman-starved and
In a constant mental funk.
Married to his own love gluttony
Committing a slow suicide…
There‘s a Queen somewhere…
Pregnant with selfish.
Abandoned, companionless.
Mated to family, work, & friends,
Committing a slow suicide…
Copyright 2010
brownsugatou
Saturday, June 5, 2010
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