The thrills of Spring
The fun of Summer
The pills of Winter
To lift the bummer
Of delusively sitting on
top of the world
Then watching my
insanity come to
unfurl...

I sit back and wonder -
Is my pen to blame
for false visions of grandeur or
fortune and fame?

Fantasia led from one thing
to another...

Now my spirit is penniless

Can you spare a dime
brother?

Jeffrey Philip Clegg

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/down-on-me/