This was inspired by Poe who liked painting pictures with words. I "painted" this one around 1984. The meaning has to do with the government represented by the king and the people represented by the femme fatale.
Riyadh, April 4th., 1995
The title of the poem is metaphorical;not equivalent of pretty. An experience which is at once beautiful and yet numbing.
A memory from years ago... hopefully it makes sense even without a fleshed-out version of the passing details.
