April 14: Apotheosis

by allisonkujiraoka

The nails first,

then the last breath.

A drink and a sigh

before death.

The recipe is this:

courage, cowardice.

There’s a crown,

but it’ll bleed you.

There’s a crowd,

but they won’t free you.

Who devised this paradigm

that sinks the sun and hoodwinks time?