He Went Down

He went down -- like a bowl of screams

as mosquitoes slurped on their latest dish

sometime soon the horror will diminish

feet promise purchase as slippers

on a journey --

time is a shatter of dreams

mind outraged at the confusion

legs panting – a metronome of moments

with willingness to attend anywhere

anytime

where friends are within a cause

and their intentions a pride of honour.