The narcissism
of small differences…
The egos crown
of thorns
The sharper each
individual barb
The more frequently
it's worn
A grand
pontification
Whose wind
blows just one way
Into the face of
vanity's ghost
In jealous
—disarray
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2019)
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