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