A DECREPIT JELLYFISH DREAMER

Many mountains, seas, women, and dollars made But for you only was each moment played An aged wine flask, your decrepit skin cracks As flaccid muscles bend your creaking back Hard hammer toes hamper your stiff walking style Toilet king, bilious bombard of bile Fog obscures your mind, only to rise again Wishing for many things which might have been Stung as by tzetse flies you cannot forget Fantasies won’t revive corpses of regret Too late, with dreams drooling down your hoary chin Awaken to the state you are now in - A dream without legs, with all hope beyond reach - A jellyfish sunbathing on a beach.