Queen

someone
sprayed
‘king’
on the side
of my
electricity box

i still think about it
when i clean the car
dad said
i was cleaning the car
when it happened

i place my hand
on the box
when we pass it
a force of habit
the symbol of
life
after death
where my bike
came to a halt
together with
my youth

a rush of blood
to the head
my disc man
stopped playing
i cried when i pressed
the resume button
days later
in my hospital bed

i smile when
i see the purple letters
and say something like
i think that should
say ‘queen’
instead

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