Self-ostracized
scorned
self-loathing as
blood-sport
worthy, not worthy;
worthy, not worthy –
worthy…not saying
pseudo-suicide by self
righteous indignation
how dare you
look at yourself in
the mirror, mirror on
the walls you build
keep people in, out, at
bay, and shrilly proclaim
I am
Somebody!
I am
Somebody!
I am
somebody needs to take me
seriously?
Are you kidding me?
I gave you my best
(having no worst)
you got the better part of
the deal I am willing to
make you hate yourself
let me go away
triumphantly blowing
my own horn until you
stop me
if you’ve heard this one
before
– Mark L. Lucker
© 2016
http://lrd.to/sxh9jntSbd
Ponderable polemics, poetic 