AMOIRE
When He was a
beardless youth
He had an imaginary
playmate
Who refused to play
with him
But now he has a
girlfriend
She is his salvation
And the mother of
his bastard child at seventeen
He drinks too much
because he is depressed
And he is depressed
because he drinks too much
But he has played
the game
And lived the lie
For so long it has
become reality.
As long as he can
consume
A six-pac of Bud
With his bud
And as long as he
can lay on his back
With his hands
folded behind his head
As long as he is
done, but does not do
------Then he ain’t
Drum
roll
Daniel
Wenger
February,
2013
©
Daniel Wenger 2013
