princes connive in the night
a king rushed to claim what is not his
blood has been spattered
it's just one more time
but this time
the evil cup runneth over
lyres and drums thrum together
the banquet hall shudders with laughter
Assyrian marshals recline for the feast
Their gaze meet the leering mocking eyes
of Phoenician merchants
they all smile
they all know
this king is their pawn
Jezebel his consort
princess of the lofty cedar mountains
she is lovely
deep
unyielding
like an infinite blue sky that refuses all rain
still the dogs will gnaw her skull
this is Ahab's reign
where a slave wears a crown




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