Narcolepsy meets Nostalgia

The day we parted I sneered at birds:
They scathed The Great Blue free and unforced.
Unlike I: banished and hallowed
fleeting in harrow
my anguished bazaar of a town,
but to the bone marrow - my,
my sleepless, big town.
Acquired with easement and stripteasing peace
I packed for a cheaper chapel
pleasing diseases as diesel
for cleaved to their meanings
meanderers of emptiness leasing.
I miss it.
The roar of a jittering run
through roads of youth and coastal palms.
Iterated loops of dogging callousness
caught the unguarded pulses
bubbling on my neck.
I had to go.
I poured a pint and crisped with whine
the penal majesty of a quarrelsome swine.
I drunk it in vomitory fashion
and glanced at myself
with geometrical passion.