You were angry
And somewhat nuts
They clothed your frame
And fed your guts
Without them
There’s no Aubade
Your masterpiece
Denying God
You were revered
And somewhat famous
Though not as rich
As Kingsley Amis
They did their best
You drank your smell
It’s not their fault
You lived your hell
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: Alcoholism, Kingsley Amis, Philip Larkin, Poetry, This be the Verse