Don Juan in his decrepitude
(This was an exercise in five beat blank that turned itself into a sort of poem)
Everything around began to change
Not, mind you, immediately – no
But soon enough – yes soon enough.
A hazing round the edges of the sight
Began it all , The keen discerning scent
Lost a little of it`s former stretch,
And soon the strong brisk spring in muscle and bone
Began to ease, the flex and reflex sag.
And we grew sleek and somewhat slower off the ground,
And slowly, grimly, inexorably,
Like the unnoticed lessening of the light
As day fades – all the pleasure dissipated.
Life flattened into two dimensions -,
All still there but curiously opaque -
And we couldn`t break out among it any more.
And all the lusty passionate desire
Diminished into paltry appetite
As the belly (fastidious belly!) brooked no denial,
Endured no sauce of hunger, and slowly we,
Who`d always worn the badge of what we were
Flagrant on our face, became dissemblers,
Became (would you believe it?) affable,
Sought after for advice – much given
To long and lonely walks with lonely hearts –
To letting in the deep, lush glade the comforting arm
Grow stiff, the claw unclip, and the curling lip
Lay bare the fang, Leering contemptuously
As savvy, predicament, then resignation
Panicked through the foolish virgin eyes.
But where was the sufficiency in that?
Where was the recklessness, the disregard?
The only crown I wear is a foxes tail,
As I grind a mangled misery of days.