A Helpless Predator In a Bar
His eyes stealthily sweep the room
For women uncrowded by men or age.
To temptations he’s secretly doomed,
His desire rattles the bars of a cage.
For women uncrowded by men or age
He yearns in rapture-colored dreams.
His desire rattles the bars of a cage,
In him a mourner of lost youth screams.
He yearns in rapture-colored dreams,
Numbed by the routine of domestic bliss.
In him a mourner of lost youth screams,
His ears ringing with time’s taunting hiss.
Numbed by the routine of domestic bliss,
To temptations he’s secretly doomed.
His ears ringing with time’s taunting hiss,
His eyes stealthily sweep the room.
Copyright © Bernard Chan | Year Posted 2018
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