Poem Of The Week | Coronation By Hannah Summers

Coronation

By Hannah Summers

My gaze sticks
to the bubblegum hilt 

poking out the bush, shaft
sheathed in shrubbery.

I tug too hard
for the trifle,

take an impotent
step back,

brandishing
my foam Excalibur 

(rather floppy)
at the pigeons.

They are unruffled.


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