Uncle History and the Royal Table

Now, unknowingly, the king
Eats his own horse
Uncle History remembers…
Times past stay
Like flavors
Memory, a kind of mouth
When eating Majesticus
There’s a hint of pepper
And wormwood
How hungry he is!
Bitter chewing
Unaware
He’s devouring
A creature he loves
And his ride home…

Author: stevekuusisto

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