Alcohol

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Here I am, alone again

in chair of leather,black

slouched low and face unshaven

"Johnny,Jack, and Jim" I spoke

summoning friends of old

forth from their home beneath my humidor

lid removed and tossed aside

a drink is poured

 

eyes stare at shadows on the walk

dancing in mock gesture

a mummary of past endeavors

taunting me with ghosts forgotten

eyelids grow heavy and thought slows

I shout at enemies before me

though sit alone in chair of leather,black

Johnny is thrown to fight the shades

but he shatters and clockface shows its disdain

 

seeing what I have done I cry out

standing to aid my companion

yet my legs collapse beneath me

the room spins with laughter

as my fall sounds the music from before

the table wobbles and give Jack life

he attempts to aid me but falls

he lands on his neck and breaks,bleeding out

 

I struggle to find my base

the laughter grows louder

Jim looks on in silence

I move to find place again in chair of leather,black

I attempt to restore myself

but throne and table topple

Jim finds the carpet and rolls beneath the cabinet

I am abandoned

 

My breathing grows heavy

I no longer attempt to flee

the shadows continue to move

the laughter is unbearable

the fire has died,the room is dark

I begin to accept it

I roll to the side and shut my eyes

it was not my fault

but it will all be over soon

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