The Drunken
I know the drunken
sings the songs
of desperation
But, he was not singing
Just spitting
filthy words
on his betterhalf
Drunken,
people call him
a good actor
when he is in the zenith
But, he was not acting
Just hitting her
with what his arms picked up
Drunken,
ultimately I find him
fainted
But, he was not fainted
Still hitting her
and she laments, runs
and laments
And he,
is not singing or acting
Seeking for
something to hit her
again and again