No king,
In Yellow,
Scarlet,
Red,
Or Purple.
Tout rien.
That,
Perhaps.
Some religious men –
Take vows of poverty.
Cryptids like me –
Pray to entropy itself.
Worship of the ticking of the clock.
Slow winding down of the universe.
Gods be damned.
No royalty here.
Only poets,
Witches,
& monsters.
See?
Tout Rien.
