Directions to Avalon

King Arthur died
Shot through the eye
With twin Glock nine
Blood swirling into neon
A rusted sword left behind
His neck stretched taut
Rattled and weezing
Just beside the nail salon
Swaying back and fourth
A husk pendulum
Horses screeching
A hundred ways to kill a king
Only one way to die
Suddenly it stopped
Lancelot scurrying away
Time for the nightly news
A few hours of rest
Quickly now
Before it is too late
My only question
His mumbled reply
No battles left
Lost the map
King Arthur died