Ennui. A Poetry Collection. Win Chester

Ennui

      A Poetry Collection

      Win Chester

      © Win Chester, 2022

      ISBN 978-5-0056-5849-4

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      ENNUI

      A Poetry Collection

      by Win Chester

      Ennui: A Poetry Collection

      Copyright © 2021 Win Chester

      Cover Artwork © 2021 Jr Korpa

      All rights reserved. No part of this production may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior permission of the publisher and copyright owner.

      CONTENTS

      Title

      Copyright

      It’s on the House, Pal

      Conformity is Suicide

      I Locked My Heart

      Time Erased My Name

      Lady Luck is a Card Sharper

      Judgment Day

      Explosive Love

      Love, Art, and Money Rule the World

      Future Indifferent Tense

      Falling Down

      My Love

      Nausea

      No Escape

      A Limerick

      My Thoughts are Like Cancer Cells

      I’m a Bad Poet

      Ennui

      Last Words

      About the Author

      Other Books by This Author

      IT’S ON THE HOUSE, PAL

      The shadows in the bar

      Taste waters of oblivion.

      Get out of your car

      And see what we’re living on.

      Come on, dude, take a seat.

      Let’s have a booze tonight.

      I betcha you gonna like it.

      Another regular’s in sight.

      His name’s Jack Daniels.

      Whom can you see here else?

      That guy over there

      Goes by the name of Bud Weiser.

      He’s fallen from the chair,

      He would’ve not if he’d been wiser.

      The hot chap Smirnoff

      Always says, “Buzz off!”,

      When you sit down next to him.

      At times his fist meets someone’s chin.

      And I’m Jimmy Beam.

      Now you’re in the stream.

      Here, gulp this shot o’whiskey

      An’ join our team.

      CONFORMITY IS SUICIDE

      I hate to be on the others’ side

      And hide behind the wall.

      I said, “God-damn-it-all.”

      Conformity is suicide.

      I LOCKED MY HEART

      I locked my heart

      And threw away the key;

      I’ve played my part,

      What else should I be?

      I loved in vain,

      Love’s only pain.

      My soul’s a charade,

      I lost the title of a bard.

      Who else can I be?

      Who can set me free?

      You poked my eyes with a cue;

      I’m blind but I can see

      I’ve always been a felo de se.

      TIME ERASED MY NAME

      Time erased my name

      Completely off its slate.

      No one is left who’d care about me,

      No one is left who’d hate.

      LADY LUCK IS A CARD SHARPER

      Lady Luck is a card sharper,

      And swell she deals.

      Her stakes are getting upper,