Repeated Arrogance

As if dressed...
in top hats and tuxedos
a cane, a jaunty step
a nose to look down from
a cravat with a crest

It is as if...
he glides instead of walk
dances through the crowd
smiling, dashingly debonair
he thinks he is God's gift

Imagining that...
he speaks with marbles
in his mouth
swallowing them one by one
smiling, smooth as ping pong balls

He thinks...
he speaks pearls of artistic
expression, interprets Shakespeare
into words of obscure wisdom
recites his poems backward

Such a glorious person...
and yet from his pen
some doodles borrowed
from other books
appear, sparkling borrowed diamonds.