Prologue to Alienation

Yet starvation definite

Sighs ceaseless around my mind

I'm a poet of the destitute

I see nightmares unbridled,

Death in crystal forms.

My spring is spent in hunger rows, anticipating

Siren of my sleepless nights blows circumspect

I find adventure in the cruelty of the ineffectual

Wherein my wonder springs armed,

Looping cruel disciplines.