Marcin Majkowski - One Poem

THE ROYAL COLOR

I’ve met a girl
she had
golden panties
looks
extraordinary
Strings of a kind
as of name
poor
but also
profuse in contrary

This color's royal
every dog
has
its day
I’m surprised
I’m not
a sovereign
but
I got it for free
today

I can’t hide
my joy
right away
I begin to
to taste the feast
I’m overawed
with color
though
I’m willing
to start DIY
at least

The strings are off
I’m venturing
into the unknown
dungeons’ bliss
To suddenly notice
the golden color
being
just an ordinary
piss

Marcin Majkowski is an accomplished, 36 year old performance/spoken word poet/writer from Poland. His official website is www.depechmaniac.pl.