Power Drunk Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

He's not out of touch!
He just has never been 'in' touch,
To know what's that like!
Or what that kind of touching means.
He pulls out a weggie!
Thinking 'that' is what is seen.

He was told that...
After receiving confirmation.
His train is still boarding,
And has yet to leave the station.

It will take some time,
Before all news he 'chooses' reaches his head.
He has been so far removed...
All he knows is what he's been fed.
Some brain cells are thriving.
Some on life support and close to dead.
He actually believes he is JC!
But JC turned water into sparkling wine!
This fool is power drunk and drinks his instead!