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the greying
and the sky dark
the lion S
I’m at a table
with the queen
with all the
queen crew
now and then
animated
good works
… very pleasant
the grey queen
gone as we know
but always just
as with us
the deified
king mother
a lot like Mary
looking down
so many virgin
births – a litter
and some may
wish they were not born
but really she’s
lovely
like in that
Beatles’s song
‘gotta get a
bellyful of wine’
I want to ask
‘how has the queen’s
English been for you?
was that a lot
of pressure?’
we have an engagement
but one mustn’t
ask such things
…. fox paws in
this dead presence
and not so much
the off with their heads
as croquet and
a horse sits well
just a regal
wave of the hand
most of a
monarch is death, you will know
and earlier a
king, big bully
and now a king
again to bury
because it is
the grey queen
because she is
the lion S
because we see
them counting
in their
blackbird pie
just where the
cat may look
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