Princess of the Wastelands

bernardsbarnes Poetry, Rants, , , , , , , , , , , , ,

I can hear her now
from across the room:

the princess, with doe eyes

she believes she lives here
this is her living room,
and these are her people

a party
her party, perhaps
and she’s doing her duty, entertaining guests

until the music dies

and the curtain falls

– BSB

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