Dethroned

Defaced

Dethroned

The fate

Unknown

Unsure

Unkempt

His pride

None left

Snatched with rage, his gift was thrown

Blindly into the depths below

Irretrievable under that stone

Almost stopped

On the brink

Somehow

He still thinks

Today is

Just a blip

The footnote that ends his entry at the centre of

All self-respecting encyclopaedias

That face he will not see again

Will always be with him, will never leave

Will mock him in sleep, remind him

In every reflection

Translucent and shimmering

Those marbles appearing to make him

Weightless as ever, forever weak

Forever needing a distraction to speak

Elephant eyeballs hovering

Over all thought with lips ever puckered

Aimless fishes within

Within, within a reflection