Sophisticated Fatalist

Petty zombie

You dog my life like a persistent

Wasp

Wishing for a selective apocalypse

Scooping afterbirth like ice cream

Publicly congruent

Yet clandestinely,

            Machiavellian

            Subversive

            And fatal

Decisively deranged

Blinded to your abysmal vapidity

You exist only for the amusement of others

Your personality

Nothing but

Stagnant scarcity

Your transparent face

Reflects a withered and empty bookcase

You call yourself a vocal anarchist

In reality

You are simply a one-voice chorus

Of lazy activism

Vacuous and insipid

The gamut of racism and intolerance

Naked writing on the wall

We watched the storm gathering

Fired guns into the churning mass

Then we realized

You’re just another caricature

Sketched

With toothless

Pencils.