rebecca wolff

The King

Alone at last with my feelings,
the King an unlikely sentry

the king a peculiar
the king a makeshift

Thinking is dry, and frivolous

I often have a hidden agenda

(a secret)

King II

And why the King should choose
to starve his son to death,
in isolation
and torture him with
water running pitiless on his nakedness,

I’ll never know.

I woke up, changed.
You’ve got to spend money
to make money.

King III

In the kingdom
you will live together forever
because she is a fag
hag and you are a fag
hag hag. Family

foundation.

King IV

I wanted to make my son
look like a king

but I could not bring myself
to bind his forehead
to flatten the back of his head
on a flattening board

Generally I am opposed to mutilation

Even manipulation