That a king should turn
to find a kingly prince restored
to kingdoms lost abroad –
divorced from claim and name –
his beat and bully time
spent, wasted in manly dance
tearing and swallowing whole
whose lands dishonored by his lie.
Cast down the severed heads, O Clan,
and pull from nailed caskets
the buried guilt that forge
this dynasty with an empty crown.
September 2013

