Angry Young Man

I remember froth foaming stinging soul. I was wild tormented marble man. Everywhere consumed despair I made midnight syringe stand. I stood sinking with beerglass draining helpless hand. With greedy gulping shots swallowing black Coruba gold chased charger down sinking lucidless life sourgrapes sold. With mega music blasting blown through vibrating electric ear drowned daily rhythm rational sober youth couldn’t contending bear. In dead dark night no saintly shining light anywhere. Shitty sober life leeching then now soiled insolvent fear. Crippled insurgent years slip sluggishly saturated seep away. Misty maimed memories then now vomited unswallowed stay. Copyright © Terence George Craddock