Someone Must be in Need

Evening's come, dime-novel hero, soothing me.
"You've done enough." I sigh, and nod.
I know he's lying, as he does. I haven't done
A God-damned thing. I read. I wrote a crappy
Poem, took a nap, and thought of going somewhere
On my motorcycle, but I didn't. I stayed home,
And cursed my hip, and longed for J, and started
Drinking at the stroke of five. Now, I have
Gotten drunk. My hero shrugs and comforts
Me. "We can't all come to others' rescues,
High on horseback, lariats upraised. Someone
Must be in need." That's more like what I am,
I think, as evening turns and saunters off,
And night falls over me.

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-09-05 at 12:42

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Great as usual.

Still wondering who that dime-novel hero really is! Is it "evening" that soothing you?

Coo & Co The PoetBay support member heart!
Members of Coo & Co enjoyed this encounter, Larry :>)

We like the character of evening, as one who turns up to soothe. That is necessary. We also like the description of the poet's day. The description of the perceived hero on horseback is very effective too. All in all, it is very engaging, with a slightly dramatic ending if one considers night a character too :>)

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Well written, Larry. My heroes may not but I definitely have feet of clay.