The King's Doctor & the ***ed Child
You stand there with a golden crown tonight,
A perfect circlet of divine desire.
Your eyes meet mine—you don’t look half so bright.
Would it be fair to call you a liar?
With “Thou lie’st!” and “May God bless us all!”
My lips are sealed with a candle red.
When late at night with bluffs afraid to call,
You do not know the many times I’ve bleed.
Some days, I forget how to breathe or blink.
Captain, my captain, of the ship that sinks.
A perfect circlet of divine desire.
Your eyes meet mine—you don’t look half so bright.
Would it be fair to call you a liar?
With “Thou lie’st!” and “May God bless us all!”
My lips are sealed with a candle red.
When late at night with bluffs afraid to call,
You do not know the many times I’ve bleed.
Some days, I forget how to breathe or blink.
Captain, my captain, of the ship that sinks.
♠ ♠ ♠
We met because we were both in Macbeth.He, the Scottish Doctor. I, Young Macduff.
We exchanged words (and perhaps something more) at the cast party afterwards.