Monday, January 27, 2020

The Shadow King



A princess watches from her imaginary tower
She casts no spells, she has lost all her power

A shadow king blows smoke rings
At the foot of the stage
His mind is broken, locked in an imaginary cage
A madman rides a lame horse
Round and round a twisted course
A train whistles and whines throughout the night
Like a missile with wings it takes flight
From the roof of a fallout shelter we look out at the stars
From the roof of a fallout shelter we can almost see Mars
A princess watches from her imaginary tower
She casts no spells, she has lost all her power






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