“Share the chair,”
the wise woman shared.
There is room for two
it’s not all about you
she’d always tell us.
Fuck that. My ass has
been next to yours for
far too long and you can
find your own. He’d bekon
the blade in his back,
“Share the chair.”
There is always room for
two.
As the king sits alone
on his throne
he finds the knife
in his lost
chair.
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