Some Lucid Tale

Just another handsome face

with another selfish agenda

to get off on life

slowly losing oneself

Take the pills and drink the wine

channeling Dorothy Parker

as you slowly lose your mind,

but write it all down this time

Now it will never slip away

this defeatism having a field day

having the balls to actually say,

“ just a self-professed poet in this sorry town”

Observing them, as they crucify 

through social media,

in all of its glorious irresponsibility

hoping to get it right

How would one even begin to fathom

some lucid tale of emotion

transforming into some rallying anthem

while drowning in this spectral ocean

Complaining men can only condemn

shame is just part of the game

having no voice, or obvious choice

in this lackluster wilderness so tamed

mathiasthom

written 5/10/18