described in a mirror, begging for crown
torn like a sheet when crying, eyes present
longed for in script, distraught in sweat
rushed in crowd, expecting
wanted in posters, angled by logic
birthmarked in blue, oxygen redding at the crease
loathed by none, asking for all
present the same, wrapped in quadrants
waning and waxing, omnipresent
poroused alive, every morning arisen.