in the other kingdom in between
eating dates off an imagined tray
overlooked by unromantic eyes
misjudged by ill-prepared tastes
the kings are disappearing faster
when where is not reconcilable
and why is on hold until hours
pass with no one doing a thing
place was a construction of being
never to be seen again or missed
and time a geography of presence
literary people trapped in thought
what I remember is not what was
but the story we contrived to tell
what we wanted to be at the time
teases the possibility of meaning
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