• In my closet
    Alone, dark, silent
    Here I can breath
    Once afraid of what you thought of me

    Not here
    Upon my throne of clothes,
    I look upon thee seeking,
    A power only I have found

    I am the king upon a throne
    A towering throne of musty clothes
    Thou looks unto me bewildered; and I laugh
    The supreme wisdom of a psychopath