I put the scepter in your hand and picked one truth

You wrap me round your finger
Like a price, you queen dethroned
A sleight of hand, a second chance
To grasp the dreams you were denied
Flicker of hope, prosthetic self

I put the scepter in your hand

You carve me bone of your bones, ivory
A mantle laid at your feet, ultramarine
You weave me thread of your thread, Penelope

Buried in gold leaf
High on your crown
I put a scepter in your hand
Hight on your crown
I put a scepter in your hand