I drink round at the lid
As September peeks a weary eye
At my indecency barely hid
You buy my tie
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I really like this its short but its well thoughtful and has great choice of words very dynamic.
From the fig leaf to a tie to hide our indecency, we are born naked to the world and our spirit will return naked to our maker. Not sure if this was your meaning but I liked the last two lines. Thought provoking poem. Good write.
Sounds like a life tainted by alcoholism; I detect sorrow and detachment from living. Intriguing composition, though I feel awfully saddened by it.