Behind the Mead Hall

BEHIND THE MEAD HALL 



“like emanations from 
some fissure in the 
bedrock of the human 
capacity to endure”
—Seamus Heaney
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Alone with his longing, going down—
on the local young drunks peeing in
the back of the King’s local pub

Haunting the local mead halls—
looking for a young Beowulf stud
erect like the Stonehenge ruins
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Nothing can help not even—
J. R. R. Tolkien or Seamus Heaney
or bamboozling Ted Hughes

It’s the misery endured by any—
man who’s fallen in love with a
teenage Viking’s Grendel schwanz
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Night after night he cruises—
having no interest in living thru
another stupid boring epic

The guys behind the mead hall—
louche young lounge lizards 
let him grovel for Grendel




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