Sitting on the bed
after light has gone out
Queen
of the darkness.
My courtiers surround
Me. Worship me
and idol me.
They hypnotise me into
sleep.
When day breaks, I am mortal once more.
The Sun is King
And I am but the lowly worshipper
Until night returns again.
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