Where Do I Go From Here Poem by James Casey

Where Do I Go From Here

I look in the mirror and what do I see
A handsome man peering back
A man of wisdom, or one in a sac?

The mirror holds my raw image.
Lines stretched across the glass,
Speaking to me of time past.

Beer, rich and dark has left its mark.
Cigarettes smoked in many a dirty bar,
Tools used to help years mar.

Those years of a drunker stupor
Nights alone with a woman on the bed
Of years spent in dissolute dread

Eyes stare back, bruised and hurt.
Soft voices and hard hands,
Added speed to those timeless sands.

Passing life adds years to my age.
The boy has left a man behind,
There for friends and lovers to find.

Lovers are just one night stands
Friends only are as they need
Fate has me where I belong indeed

Jim 1985