Old Man

Old man awake and confused The dreams on the tip of my tongue disintergrate With the proud erections of a youth once proud Bearded mouth gulping down week old Stale water from stolen Stella glasses Followed by the disorientating stumble to vertical That dizzy dance to expel dehydrated orange fire Clinging to the banisters coz I’m knackered Clinging to the banisters Old knees need a while to function properly With the youthful swagger one insists upon them Old knees need a while, Just saying