Taking the criticism and comments to heed I have made a few adjustments
to try and extract a presentable poem. Thanks....
Trauma
I stand a failure.
The barbarian at the foot of the citadel,
Ignorant of Adorno, Derrida, Deleuze,
The New Left Review.
It is absurd.
She took twenty years out of my life.
Now I am old. Desperate for Viagra.
I think I will moan
In the coffers of the galaxy.
It is quaint.
There are three hours to Happy Hour
In the Livingstone pub
And I will have to sweat out each one of them.
Give us some genius.
It is cruel.
Festival and incantations.
It is too hot to think.
Perhaps some great event for me
Will occur between now and my death.
It is absurd.
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