Rays above Waves The Naga King tastes his rough chili with smooth fruit at maturity, While dried fish of their red sea hunt those neap tides in God’s prosperity. *I wrote this poem after studying websites about ghost peppers. One day I just got to thinking about what a Naga King would look like. It’s an abstract poem, like an abstract painting. There’s mystery in the words here, but I have a good picture of it. It has something to do with a king’s meal and dried fish in the ocean. When I talked about “maturity”, did I mean the fruit’s ripeness or the king’s experienced age? All imagination is optional. http://gameuniverso.deviantart.com/art/Rays-above-Waves-648076823
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