Thursday, April 16, 2026

NaPoWriMo, Day Sixteen, Poem Sixteen

New Theory

Emperor
is naked,

but so are
followers. 

who don't
like it

when his
scepter

rubs up 
from behind,

reminding
them all

they've been
naked and 

in view this
whole time.

Only then
will they

call out 
blasphemy. 


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