CAMELOT FANTASIES

Clutching to his chest
The pain intensified with each
Raspy breathe
All he wanted was to keep his control
Ego’s death defying play
Delusional thinking
Holding on
Demanding things
In his gruff and halting voice
Grotesque film swiftly changed his features
A few seconds lapsed
He was gasping for air
Thrashing in his need to keep
His control
His dying breathe
Moments away
Holding onto the remote
As though pressing a button
Would change the channel
Change his breathing
Get him back to what he knew
His intense need to control
Everyone around him
Knowing he had none
Final realization is when he slumped
Released his last breathe
With a loud gasp
Clutching to his chest
His favourite toy of late
His remote control
Finally his eyes closed
With a loud gasp

~Divine ©️