I have no mind

I have no teeth and comb-less I remain.
My hair once silk is now a tangled briar.
Men gaze on me with dumbness and disdain
My crumbling visage lighteth not their fire.

I have no mind and so I cannot think.
I cannot love nor hate now I grow tired.
Yet runs my nose and do my eyes not blink?
Where is a man with care and keen desire?

I have no heart,or it turns cold and hard.
Yet soul I have and spirit and my sight.
At life’s long game I fling down all my cards.
And ask for nothing but a means of flight.

For beauty withers as my wisdom grows.
And none observe the circling of the crows.