Mountain Of Ennui Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

This is a man of these days
(only I,
Just I, the Poet Seer)
Who speaks:

I am on the top of the
Mountain of ennui.

I want all
Yet
I want none

I want to fly
I want to crawl

I want my Soul away
No, not even sold,
I want desperation to go
By yielding to it.

I want to feel all
Melting round me to the
Skeleton
Leaving just the skeleton

My brain hammers
Hammers
It is I the Poet Seer
The modern man who speaks
And no other.