Solo Cup

In the frothy future, his hands
become the king of cups
both of liquid and of c’s
he will cast his charm
saving damsels from virginity.

A modern Merlin, or was it Mordred?
His head becomes mysterious.
The round skirts are equal to him.
All for one. The sword, stoneless,
wanting a sheath.

He keeps searching for The Lady
of the Moment, as wet as any lake.
He never notices why
the chalice is always empty,
and its not quite golden.

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