barely intelligible
rancidity
in pedantic prose
a wrinkled old man
needing validation

insecurities on full display
simply seeking reactions

all while he

flails desperately
unable to see the
caustic failures
keeping him alone
ignorant to his own
narcissistic tendencies
growing out of control

pretending to be
anything but a human stain
tainting the world as
herpes in human form
etching falsehoods in
tantrums disguised
in obvious lies
callously calling it art

so deatached from
anything close to meaning
clinging to a past
kept free from truth

obnoxiously expounding
fetid attempts at humor

seeking new prey
harboring resentments while
insisting he is
the real victim of his games