Courting the King's Court

Digitized, desensitized
Does malediction outweigh overmedication?
We pray to dead men
Who prey on us and the mold riddled corpses.
Insomniacs.
The walking dead don’t sleep.
A monarchy of bones and blowflies
In a court of Wanderlust queens who wait for kings
But they aren’t really waiting,
They’re wandering aren’t they?
Either way they’re yearning for something
And leaving with nothing.