and i at his feet
i look to his eyes
yet deep he sleeps
questions i have
he gives no answer
requests that i give
he does not fill
i tug on his robe
he does not stir
i sit, and think
listening for his voice
silence but a few snores
the quieter i get
the louder the noise
until i realize
the king does not slumber
it is i.
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