Coup
de Etat
by K.
Could I? Should I?
Isn't it an act?
I'll mount him like a pony
Be a monkey on his back...
Profanity? His
body's colder...
The people all are gasping,
The others all look nauseous.
Did I hear a pop? A
crack?
By gosh, he wasn't faking!
Lies down - he isn't moving... much.
It's not like I was out to kill him!
...Just slow him down a touch.
His laughter doesn't reach his eyes
His friends look on with hurt surprise
If he does not get better,
Would he bow out?
Let another take his spot?
If he would leave... If he should
leave...
The King is dead, then what?
Take out the Prince, fake out the Prince...
And guarantee that I'd move up a slot.
A slot? Maybe two?
If both should leave
I wouldn't grieve... Do I have a shot?
Or not?
Why is everyone looking at me?