kill me, said the jester. take my life and body if it may so please you, the jester said to the king. may my hair dip in your finest inks to paint you a classic, may my sturdy bones hold the weight of your dreams while you sleep. my blood could wash your robes a burgundy satin. my heart, still beating, you can sail to foreign seas, a testament for all to see, the loyalty a mighty king commands from me.
Wednesday, January 7, 2026
one final plea
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