# Ennui. A Poetry Collection

Win Chester

Win Chester is a writer and poet based in Detroit, Michigan. He hopes to write his next novel soon, if he can stop reading other people’s novels instead. Watch his words bleed.

© Win Chester, 2022

ISBN 978-5-0056-5849-4

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## ENNUI

A Poetry Collection

by Win Chester

Ennui: A Poetry Collection

Copyright © 2021 Win Chester

Cover Artwork © 2021 Jr Korpa

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## CONTENTS

Title

Copyright

It’s on the House, Pal

Conformity is Suicide

I Locked My Heart

Time Erased My Name

Lady Luck is a Card Sharper

Judgment Day

Explosive Love

Love, Art, and Money Rule the World

Future Indifferent Tense

Falling Down

My Love

Nausea

No Escape

A Limerick

My Thoughts are Like Cancer Cells

I’m a Bad Poet

Ennui

Last Words

About the Author

Other Books by This Author

## IT’S ON THE HOUSE, PAL

The shadows in the bar
Taste waters of oblivion.
Get out of your car
And see what we’re living on.
Come on, dude, take a seat.
Let’s have a booze tonight.
I betcha you gonna like it.
Another regular’s in sight.
His name’s Jack Daniels.
Whom can you see here else?
That guy over there
Goes by the name of Bud Weiser.
He’s fallen from the chair,
He would’ve not if he’d been wiser.
The hot chap Smirnoff
Always says, “Buzz off!”,
When you sit down next to him.
At times his fist meets someone’s chin.
And I’m Jimmy Beam.
Now you’re in the stream.
Here, gulp this shot o’whiskey
An’ join our team.

## CONFORMITY IS SUICIDE

I hate to be on the others’ side
And hide behind the wall.
I said, “God-damn-it-all.”
Conformity is suicide.

## I LOCKED MY HEART

I locked my heart
And threw away the key;
I’ve played my part,
What else should I be?

I loved in vain,
Love’s only pain.
My soul’s a charade,
I lost the title of a bard.

Who else can I be?
Who can set me free?
You poked my eyes with a cue;
I’m blind but I can see
I’ve always been a felo de se.

## TIME ERASED MY NAME

Time erased my name
Completely off its slate.
No one is left who’d care about me,
No one is left who’d hate.

## LADY LUCK IS A CARD SHARPER

Lady Luck is a card sharper,
And swell she deals.
Her stakes are getting upper,
Another loser kneels.