Goliath Falling

I live with Goliath
He permeates the air
He stumbles down the hallway
And he sits in his chair
His sword hangs in a frame
High above his bed
His arrows sit in the closet
Laced with the feathers of Wrens
We gather 'round them at night
Drawn by the scent of his cologne
It wafts through the air
With the strength of dinosaur bones
He used to run down demons
With the bass in his voice
They would scatter like moonbeams
When the sun breaks on the rivers of Hanoi
But now he only mumbles
His words never make sense
The demons that once raced from him
Mock his feebleness instead
He wrestles imagined bears
And hides from imagined snakes
His mind is ruled by dementia
His body has turned to clay
He offers me a quivering hand
When his balance takes its leave
Goliath falling to the Earth
Goliath on his knees