and the thread that runs through tattered hopes
the emperor's new (old) clothes now finished
sewn by the invisible hand that has never
been able to get the damn spot out
while thirty pieces of silver seem
to have been spent
on dinner for king
Midas.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
Offline) - Published: August 27th, 2018 17:52
- Comment from author about the poem: A surreal comment on society.
- Category: Surrealist
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