Monday, October 24, 2011

Following Arthurian analogies
he metastasized
a druid like
polyp
the sword in the kidney stone
was felt somewhere near his
"lady of the lake"
and three maidens in starched whites
could not avail themselves to
his relief
Undaunted he, in purple and dark crimson,
drank a dram of meade
and passed out in
the barnstable
toward morning he espied
with clear thought
Ganymede's steadfast unity
and closed his eyes to
worrisome dreams

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