Pauper’s Pea

Guilt
dappled now
with practiced shrug
to sit it right

Your princess
in another castle
my coffee cup waits
daily

To sell salvation
with words you’re fed
virtue
without meaning

I’ll sleep just fine
tonight
belly full
from found delicacy

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