the King of Crows yawns
the sun to sleep at dusk
for the world to gaze upon
the scattered lights of the dead
hidden deep within the king's throat
the Queen of Crows shows
the world her husband's throat
by hanging a lantern on a rod
and slowly passes it by his mouth
from when it opens to when it shuts
the Knave of Crows forgets
sometimes to fill the lantern up
his queen uses at the end of a rod
and so it dims slimmer and darker
until he's beaten and fills it once again
the Lord of Crows whispers
his list of names he beckons home
causing the lights of the dead to flicker
even knocking some of them over which
fall from the throat of the yawning king
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