Tangled in aggravation,
Steeped in ignorance,
Bedrocked in “me”,
I am mouth-o-matic…
Scourge to war torn ears!
Within …
Leaves of plagiarized wisdom…
Tidbits manipulated--
Precursors to sorrow,
Spouting from an invidious hole.
Raging against causes I know not…
Fueled by headlines.
Sloths, cretins and clowns –
My voice boisterously rising…
Seeding the minds of the loathsomely blank.
Dark and pungent,
Viciously porous,
Cantankerously brewing deceit…
Prosperous by
default.