king in exile

for andré

the man i called father

never stood a chance

love was angry blindness

guarding stories long bled dry

yet fertile in my mind

the man i still call father

is changed and ever-changing

a mirror of life as becoming

traveler king in exile

en-route home

mirror mirror

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