The Sandy King
written by: Mark Tulin
@Crow_writer
Come closer, don’t be afraid.
Analyze my sandy King.
Tell him what you think.
Tell him what it means.
It’s there for you, only you
to admire and to photograph.
Shower him, wealthy tourists
with silver and gold.
Admire his trunk that wraps around
his molded body, a diamond-studded cobra
for warmth and protection
on these cool coastal nights.
It’s a mother nursing its calf
that rose from the earth’s core.
Its sharp teeth cut through our lies
and the myths that we hold.
Don’t worry, don’t be afraid.
It’s not a monster; it won’t bite.
It only seeks the truth
from this beach of beggars’ delight.
Mark Tulin is a former family therapist, joke writer, and fruit huckster. He started writing poems in high school and has never stopped writing and publishing. His books include Magical Yogis, Awkward Grace, The Asthmatic Kid and Other Stories, Junkyard Souls, and Rain on Cabrillo. Mark and his wife ride the bike lanes in Long Beach, California, when he's not writing. See more of his work at - Crow On The Wire.
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