So Poor's craving attention as always
insignificance wants a reaction
but all there is
is contempt
which makes me laugh and snort in derision
I might as well
be watching deranged ghosts playing phantom chess
you do not see the board or the pieces
but you hear ghouls screeching they are making moves
they see what I do not see
and write of moves I cannot comprehend
much less see
all I can do is show them the black moon
in veiled contempt and sarcastic one finger
to those ghosts
who make ***** of themselves