POET'S LAMENT by Jeff Callaway

POET'S LAMENT

by Jeff Callaway

these ghostly pages

have me now enslaved

to rave unraveling pages

to drunken to be laid

but all my debts pain

in full

I'm a bull

in a sort of china cabinet

and I know that it's not good

to be like this

with all of my precious life

now adrift

and bound by unchained bounds

a prisoner unto myself

punished by my loneliness

and fed by these empty fiends

all this bashfulness and scene

bled dry by wet dreams

too close together

to be unseen

this thing

this thing I call me

raped and drowned

to die

drug up on the beach



copyright jeff callaway 2000