The cheap laugh hung provocatively
In the red glow of an afterthought
Lazily fanning the arrogant airs of a
Pedantic tragedian lost inside a
Whimper.
But oh how he yearned to give chase
Plant his carnal intellect into the
Random
Joy of appetite
And quiet the tempest that mocked his
Self-important soul.
But no. He bit his lip.
Turned his nose upright
Wafted itinerant verses obliquely
To ponderous heights of critical acclaim.