And so you are back
Missing king
playing on black
as I avoid you in
white
White noise
Then music starts
eyes open wide
to let the light
shine
the dance on the
board
stop hiding behind
your pawns
words
why them?
Let me be the silent
resilient
impassible queen
Let me keep my
secrets
don't climb the
vines
of ancient rooks,
crook
The mitre is
supposed to be
on the holy man's
head
But the cross is on
yours
to care, to carry...
We can't win this
Yet we can't run
the board is one
and time
not endless
Let's incrust this
pieces
On the calendar
Align stars
bury in the sand
the Sun Stone
and contrasting
black and white
let the red clay
zodiac
write a new day
on the almanac
Let's make the ink
of this tint wine
and work together
on a masterpiece:
ars gratia artis
Never call me mine
You might be the
king
But I am my own
queen
The only
If you ever see me
bathing on the roof,
close your window
and I shall turn off
the moonlight
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