King Lear


Insecure of aging spots
They clung together, pawed at limbs
Nothing can defeat me now,
Conjoined at ankles and at wrists
A dense web of last year,
The year before,
The year before
We are kings! We are queens!
Nothing can come between-
Us
I Dare You
Lawyers,
Saws,
and Doctors
Ruin us, if you see fit
We'll snarl and bite and cringe and die
But we won't destroy you
Our manners are far too exquisite.