Win Chester - Ennui. A Poetry Collection

The shadows in the bar
Taste waters of oblivion.
Get out of your car
And see what we’re living on.
Come on, dude, take a seat.
Let’s have a booze tonight.
I betcha you gonna like it.
Another regular’s in sight.
His name’s Jack Daniels.
Whom can you see here else?
That guy over there
Goes by the name of Bud Weiser.
He’s fallen from the chair,
He would’ve not if he’d been wiser.
The hot chap Smirnoff
Always says, “Buzz off!”,
When you sit down next to him.
At times his fist meets someone’s chin.
And I’m Jimmy Beam.
Now you’re in the stream.
Here, gulp this shot o’whiskey
An’ join our team.

I hate to be on the others’ side
And hide behind the wall.
I said, “God-damn-it-all.”
Conformity is suicide.

I locked my heart
And threw away the key;
I’ve played my part,
What else should I be?

I loved in vain,
Love’s only pain.
My soul’s a charade,
I lost the title of a bard.

Who else can I be?
Who can set me free?
You poked my eyes with a cue;
I’m blind but I can see
I’ve always been a felo de se.

Time erased my name
Completely off its slate.
No one is left who’d care about me,
No one is left who’d hate.

Lady Luck is a card sharper,
And swell she deals.
Her stakes are getting upper,