AT THE MUSEUM

Henry VIII's dress armor

Is black, with golden details,

And filled with ghosts.

Thomas More looks

Through the eyeholes

Great Wolsey sits at ease

In the expanded belly.

Sometimes, the left hand

Slowly clenches; Cromwell

Is having a bad dream.

The six wives

Lodge in the codpiece

Except for Boleyn

Who sits in the helmet

Arguing with More.

Henry's soul huddles

In the left boot's tip

Wishing the others

Would quiet down

So a man could sleep.