April 19, 2023

fragments

from The Lion King

I.
Circles turn to an
African sunrise
antelope leopards
an elephant calf
grasps its mother’s tail

II.
I have my foibles
my share of petty
insecurities
but at least I’m not
unspeakably vain

III.
What better gift can
two friends give you than
a taste for grub and
no worries for your
adolescent days

IV.
A pride stands before
the high rock of their
hereditary
monarchy to see
how the king has grown


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