who is he
in drunken dillema
lying on the floor
masturbating his inner
sorrow imagining the horrendous time in getting it up
he had with a who're..on his impotent anger her clothes he tore ..she begged she implored but he could not score he paid her for her tattered clothes rushes to the bootleggers dungeon to drink some more
just watch him as he snores
away from reality of life s seashore ..
he is man born as a malady a disease an eyesore ...a whimper in a lions roar ..blood sweat tears rusty iron ore ..
his destination his dreams begin from a trapdoor...
failure is his essence and core
