Monday, September 5, 2005


a man staggered into view
reeking with the stench of liquor
and bitter disappointment.

he fell gracelessly
face down the stinking floor
he struggled to get up.

they were laughing down on him
a proud man he was before
the object of everyone's envy.

the invincible had been beaten
oh, how low he had fallen
he got this one coming.

he saw their twisted glee
felt the air thick with shameless gloating
suffocating him into numbness.

he sought temporary respite
you found your fleeting fun.
just leave him alone now.