his whole life in bedsit land
for he’d surely make it out
of there one way or another
as the day replaces night
but the booze it got to him
in the end for he could not
ever hold down a regular job
or keep a steady girlfriend
so now wearily middle-aged
looking older than his years
he wakes day after dreary day
from his drunken dreams
hungover in a solitary room
to hear the four walls scream.