The
King’s Basement
Bedside
manners are extra prayers empty,
As
succession entropic acts
A
new stamp a new head posted to Ipatiev House.
Usurping
timorous laureation we must to Ipatiev House
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engines at the ready, to calculate the difference … a falling blade,
A
spike, a headshot, a poll ending with a hung result.
Coronation
words and celebratory foods, chicken, charcuntery, and inertia
Until
when the poor will eat promises
All
unusual and active vectors orient to Ipatiev House,
The
Rite of Passage for all kings.
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engine differentials calculate the museological relevance of a meat-hook,
or
a headshot, a poll resulting in a crumbling Bourbon end.
Big
fat hands gasping for air – as entitlement is to justified, as ascension is to basement.
