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Fidelity Knows No Man – Monuments to Human Suffering


I was the king

of my empire

at the tip of my crown

that living pearl

and its juice

trickling down my beard

to the hoards

my family, my children

we are all born of the surge

*

I was the king of my empire

a child in a romance of bribes

you’ve been cheated on by me too

though I love you

*

oh

I was the king

oh, but you knew

oh, you knew

that it would all

fall

through