I watch the crowds move past me, watching me:
with awe, wonder, surprise and curiosity. Bare eyes, bare mouths open wide, most hiding behind enormous black vacant spheres.
They want to bind me and take me home in their little black boxes.
I allow them their ephemeral luxuries.
Coz, that’s all they can get.
I am the king.

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