victoria – Unspoken Politics

For the not yet dead

The man who builds
immense walls may
protect himself
all manner of
harm, the shadows’ tide
breaks upon stone seawalls
immense, eternal

every castle
a seat of
temporal might
a tomb, also
for the not yet
dead.

All that is
rests
on myth and magic

tales, told by wizened elders
tracing stars
their lines
iridescent
grown firm as
steel.