I watch you and snicker…
My gosh, you’re pathetic
You think you’re amazing,
the perfect aesthetic.
You’re arrogant, like you
have some kind of right
To pass judgment on others…
I pity your plight
You’re sticking yourself
where you can’t place your nose
While your nostrils are open,
your mind remains closed
So please, take the stink
of your high-minded airs
and blow it right back
up your ears… no one cares.
"While your nostrils are open, your mind remains closed"
ReplyDelete^favorite part. This whole poem made me chuckle, I really enjoyed it.
I like the word "snoot".
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this. Not particularly mellifluous, but to the point and nonetheless good. Though, if you ask me, writers should be the last people to talk about humility.
ReplyDeleteof course you do Diction
ReplyDeletei enjoyed this alot, but i must agree with mr phantom in that i almost get an ironic sense in this in that the speaker him/her self is being somewhat of a snoot... although i may be wrong.
Hmm, I suppose that does add a level of irony. But is disgust the same as snootiness?
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