the white knight
the white knight has been lost to time
the armour’s black shadow is all that remains
the stallion has aged
awaiting its bed of sticky paste
the bridle’s leather stretched and worn
the saddle’s patina void of crimson
the gallop is much more measured
the trepid fox is all that remains
the gentleman’s derby now at the helm
Bentley, Aston, Enzo and Ferruccio
await atop the cobble
the joust not needed to prove a victor
thank you,
joseph pede
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