all that remains of First Kings

for three years there was no war

but

the king

went down to see the king

don’t you know

us

said

the king

the king

replied

I am as you are

as

people

as 

horses

the king

answered

we can inquire of the Lord

but I hate him 

the king should not say such a thing

his officials

said

dressed in 

royal robes

on thrones threshing

with

prophets prophesying

gore

all the other prophets were prophesying

prophets

predicting success

the king asked

shall we go to war

or not

attack and be

the Lord

the king said to him

tell me nothing

the Lord 

answered

the Lord 

went

to hide

the king

turned to attack

but

cried

he was not

the battle

the blood

the floor

the sun

the army

the prostitutes

the dogs

the word

the Lord

the king

ordered

put this fellow in prison

give him nothing but

words

the eyes of the Lord

were

removed

wrecked

buried

done