Sumac Hollow King
His ghost dissolves in dust
Formless, dragging heels through the dirt
Small clouds
Mark his passing through the house
Here, not here
Watching his ghost dissolve
In the sun
Here
He hovered, he wavered
Not here
Swollen tongue, cut
In the sun, gone
Air heavy, knotted
Leaden voice echoes
Oh, hollow king
Lord of emptiness
Fear as master
Your rule is null
You have been crowned
Hollow King
Hollow King
