'Oh, you could've been so great,'
they said, watching as his power
diminished from an explosion
to a flame to a spark to nothing.
The king was buried the day
he gave his heart away and
left, in place, a boneless soul
and bloody lips with a story.
YOU ARE READING
you are not in wonderland ➵ poems
Poetryan assortment of shitty poetry i write gratuitously in my free time.
