to the people (queen on the street).

the other day

I saw a queen in the street

I saw a queen in the street.
Her skin was her train, immaculate

and pure, tasted like milk to my eyes
her nostrils carried her face above us,

mere mortals. She was a queen
but she didn’t know it.
The other day

I saw a queen in the street
fields of wheat reached out and

grasped for her shoulders,
knighting her Queen, conqueror

of men around. And my heart to hers
bowed and thought: “I saw a queen!

and she doesn’t know it…”
The other day

in the street I saw a queen

in the street I saw a queen.
(Paris, Seventh day of May Two-Thousand & Nine)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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