To the King

I know how ashamed of me you are
My greasy hair my halitosis
My considerable clumsiness
My incapacities and uncontrollable cravings
And I accept my punishment
As gracefully as I can
The drudgery the boredom
The worm of anxiety
And death ultimate ostracism
Either placeless animatronic
Or fallen ineluctably fallen
Well okay
But from what miniscule pigeonhole
Do I pull this document
However contemptible

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