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Poem Details
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| Title: | Life Ends |
| Author: | James Ellner |
| Date Submitted: | 6/2/2010 |
| Poem: |
Streets live in my memory Youngster crazy and in love with the word crime Etched with disease, just plain bad in the head Demons and saints living in the Midwest The beginning and ending, all by luck of the draw Grinding your teeth down to the gum line That''s what my daddy did in his personal intimacy I took to the road with a jug and some weed Never cared until hell broke through the floor And by then I was almost pushing seventy Maybe everybody has some regrets at this stage on stage Fixed to the soul from the dirt farm road Grandpa''''''''s rocking chair and plug chewing tobacco Grandma''''''''s in bed ridden with breast cancer Year nineteen fifty two Fodder of my memory And the suffering of life The music plays and it isn''''''''t church music Crying in birth Wailing out life Amen... |