I lie in a grave, suppressing
every tear and earth shaking roar
born of your dismissal.
And you descend
from your lofty post
still holding the weight of two worlds
on your shoulders.
Somehow you manage
to bring me beauty and glory
and all their sisters
before the last breath escapes.
And I lie like a baby
staring at a mobile
in awe of every movement
that is out of my reach.
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