Crag



Inadequate
To your mind-crunching fluff
To the swift solid wall of ego flake,

Your eyes glittering with goblin glee,
the shades switched on in stark contrast
to the rose-colored film

Cursory cruelty
With my trepidation enshrined
in criss-cross hashings and tones of gray

Crushed beneath your verbal heel,
That headlight gaze of the brazen elite
granting the culled few

your precious twisted gems of truth,
your silky venom judgments
and your cyanide smile.




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