one o’clock the platform
one o’clock the plain the platform overlooked
one o’clock the plain the stage
one o’clock the platform the benches
from where the audience watched
one o’clock the audience
marcellus bernardo i watched
watched for fortinbras
watched for norway
watched for the hour that contained
norway to invade
the hour that held denmark watched
for time to invade itself
it was a cold hour
christmas with winter in its breath exhaled
slow calm gentle tried
to blow a leaf across the plain and failed
blew the king’s armour on stage
the king who was two months a homeless breath
we knew the breath by the armour it wore
worn against norway
the cock crowed
the breath returned to the dirt
one o’clock the platform
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