His ghost dissolves in dust

Formless, dragging heels through the dirt

Small clouds

Mark his passing through the house

Here, not here

Watching his ghost dissolve

In the sun

Here

He hovered, he wavered

Not here

Swollen tongue, cut

In the sun, gone

Air heavy, knotted

Leaden voice echoes

Oh, hollow king

Lord of emptiness

Fear as master

Your rule is null

You have been crowned

Hollow King

Hollow King