You beat me
With your last breath
You defeat me
Unseat me
From my throne
Take my legs out
From beneath me
Leave my arms waving
No one left
To complete me
Instead I’m left unstable
The ground gone
I’m completely unable
To defend myself
No seats left at the table
The game over
My hand turned
A frayed but not yet
Quite snapped cable
No hero at the end of this story
Just another bum
Lost without glory
Just turned 40
No wait I lied
I can’t even write straight
My lines all jaunty
Casting dispersion amongst
My foes that saw me
Slip when I left
The stage
Into black
No page
To turn back
And free
Me