- Vol. 01
- Chapter 09
Image by Nick Simpson
Knight and day
Charles strains his espresso through his teeth
It's enough to give one the creeps
Charles ponders the pieces beneath
His mind races
Left two paces
And then forward only one
Those castled kings
That Alice springs
have the deacon on the run
Pawns broke, bishops croak, rooks merely scream
The mathematician weeps
Whilst the reflecting Queen reigns supreme