And then I am King

Self buzz fizzing up from toenails
To middle hair on head.
The king is here
The king is coming up.
Bubbling drivel surging out and up.
The tongue is silver and can do no wrong.
It is a huge gleaming meat knife.
Slicing.

The king is here.

Everybody loves it. Loves me. The mirror is smiling.
It wants to be my mirror.
Offers resurgence.
Skin is fizzing.
The fizzing is under this skin.
It wants me. Consumes me. Loves me.

Make way the King is here.

Wild vision.
The correct vision.
The truth was always here.
Wild eyes. Beautiful eyes. Beautiful soul.
Numb mouth.
You always knew it was like this.

The king is forever, gallant
Almighty conqueror.

Eyelids bang shut.
Please, please stop
The noise.
Leave me here.
I like it here.

Doorbell chiming.
Somebody is knocking at the door of my mansion.

Thoughts whip.
Where are they who are
they who where are they.
Never stop.
Please stop.

The surging was in the body
Now it breeds
In the head
Laying dirty eggs
In the existence.
Was the king on that side of the room
Or this side?
The floor is the ceiling
The ceiling is the floor.

The king needs to sleep.
Tomorrow will be a lesser day.