I can only imagine the immense entitled joy
of living in my very own castle
on a large parcel of land far removed from the commoner
getting a book from the huge library I’ve accumulated
sitting in an impossibly thick black leather chair
near a finely crafted ornamental stained glass window
looking out upon the perfectly manicured gardens
to donning a cashmere sweater on a chilly day
reclining on a regally royal red sofa
by a towering stone fireplace
wood cracking and popping
while I sip the ultimate brandy
from my tiffany crystal goblet
or maybe I’ll just lose myself for the entire day
in one of the many rooms of my castle
or wander about the grounds
not seeing anyone at all if I don’t want to and I don’t want to
until dinner is served, roast beef tonight so I have been informed
on the dark wood elongated table at exactly six p.m.
then retiring to one of the drawing rooms after a sumptuous meal
for a challenging game of chess or maybe just a nap
