Ghosts of Company
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* Owen P O'Sullivan

*   Drug and alcohol misuse
*   Poetry
*   Alcoholism

> > The young barmaid held her gaze,
> > 
> > When he raised his mask,
> > 
> > To salute with mercurial gusto,
> > 
> > Heroes of the past.
> 
> > Now he is laid down to rest,
> > 
> > Resolute and steadfast.
> > 
> > Amidst “the fearless”,
> > 
> > His dearest left cursing his craft.
> 
> > At dusk, fading from actuality,
> > 
> > Not the first,
> > 
> > Not the last,
> > 
> > All just ghosts of company,
> > 
> > Hiding themselves behind a glass.
> 
> > Before an altar,
> > 
> > We must not falter,
> > 
> > For ‘tis He himself who laughs last.
> 
> > Time. Gentlemen. Please!
> > 
> > My, oh my…
> > 
> > How it has passed.

## Footnotes

*   Competing interests None.

*   Provenance and peer review Not commissioned; internally peer reviewed.