All English Sonnets
What acts I do (I do in such excess)
Of power, women, wealth and wine included
With poesy. And hence in mute distress,
The woods of life look barren and denuded
Of trees. The living symbols of desire
Are felled without the least discrimination;
And all these sinful logs when set afire,
Result in one black smokey hallucination.
On mental crutches, ego trips galore
I spend these heady moments as if stoned
And when unhinged, I drug myself bit more
And sink in deepest stupor. Unatoned/Unattended ,
I live these moments – loving one and all;
And willy, nilly, to my end – I crawl.