crumbs were disgarded
carefully, in number,
just enough to keep the peasants
begging at the altar
and biting at each other
accountants attended the numbers
for the Lords of the Bread
The coy brevity of this poem seems like some ancient inscription allusive to an even more ancient legend.
J-Called
Thank you for reading it, Starward. I would love to build it out into something grander that even carried an ounce of such lore.
As a reader, I would most certainly hope that an expansion of it might be in the works!
The coy brevity of this poem
The coy brevity of this poem seems like some ancient inscription allusive to an even more ancient legend.
J-Called
Thank you for reading it,
Thank you for reading it, Starward. I would love to build it out into something grander that even carried an ounce of such lore.
As a reader, I would most
As a reader, I would most certainly hope that an expansion of it might be in the works!
J-Called