oskar hansen

The King And I - Poem by oskar hansen

The King and I
I have seen the king of Spain abdicating
in full uniform, but his cap was too small
this made him look jolly except for his
cane and the small steps of an old man.
Until recently he looked handsome and
had many mistresses and he was fond of
hunting elephants; he has given up both
pursuits and is faithful to the queen.

Old age sometimes arrive suddenly, there
you are walking about feeling in tune with
the world, for next waking up in a hospital
being lifted by strong arms from a trolley to
a bed and have your shrunken penis cleaned
by a brisk nurse. The king and I are identical.

Topic(s) of this poem: poetry

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 9, 2014

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