Arlyn

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SCREAM FOR DEAN
REVISIONIST FABLE

The King marches
naked
pats the crown upon his head
sweeps his imaginary train
behind him
then strides along the campaign trail

There’s the boy
Howard is his name
that points his finger
his mouth opens in amazement
he begins to yell
“The King has no…”

Quickly he’s surrounded
“The lad is ANGRY”
the talking heads dismiss him
close rank around the King
The crowd
turn their eyes to the pointer

“ANGRY, ANGRY, ANGRY”
they chastise
an echo in unison
deaf to his message
The king struts on
unclothed

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