Faces once dutiful,
Today’s derision division.
Snake-wise tongues knew
Your ears’ desire.
Satisfied now,
Pearl garish words
To dumbfounded,
Foppish face
That is yours.
Thunders
Knell the time
Of no mercy.
Son of a noble whore
Where is your home,
Fire place,
Where is wine in your glass?
Inspection section
Of the realm
No longer yours,
Keeps tireless watch,
Pouts and pours out
Rank lassitude
At your very presence;
Checks your puny steps,
Bolts the last door.
Frowsty louse,
No one, nothing
Espouses
Your naked, wizened body
Howling futile rancour.
This night,
Bleak as a rotten corpse,
Is brighter than hours to come.
Fortune’s bastard,
Aged before growing sage,
Loveless blind,
Who could not tell
True devotion,
You know
Not where you are.
Heaven does not love you,
The earth does not know you.
Scattered kingdom
Protects no more.
My Fear, my liege,
Tempest and contempt
Upon a crownless head,
For all the time you’ll know.