Ambulance Poem by Kevin East

Love left
With closing door.
My heart bereft.
Torn by the claw
Of a bird that flew.
As I cling with bleeding hand
To storm ravaged cliff,
Stiff.
All tramps will understand.
As I lay on cold bedroom floor.
Hanging
From the night before.
Empty bottles litter my shore.
Branded.
Stranded
My blue horizons call as they fade.
As the day enlightens
Dreams of jade.
And grey dawn
Leaves a living grave.
My feelings shorn.
As I crave.
The noose tightens
New pain is born.
And I just exist.
Not to be kissed
Except by devil fate.
Well
That ambulance turned up too late.