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A description of a man who attempts to take on the world, likened to King David. |
| there you stand candle-head heavy with the weight of your crown. drip drip and the wax falls. drip-drop the sweat of your brow. there you stand candle-head bowed, atlas of your own design. do you see him? do you see him? and the wax falls like raindrops on stone ground. o david your eyes are proud and you stoop under the weight. o david-god my words ring heavy in your stone ears. remember? remember? harp-fingers blazed free as the flame now smothered by your crown of gold. o david, david your god game leaves you stiff. remember? how we walked bare-footed in green grass and glass-white dew. remember, remember and your heart flutters like a bird in flight. pauper king, your crown sits marble heavy on your perfect white brow. david, david how does it feel? isn’t it hard to carry the whole world? |