Nest Without Windows

Narcissistic shadows of psychopaths  
mired in the darkness of hypocrisy
of pompous shit from brittle grass.  
Echoing their own cackle of sparrows
from the tainted nest without windows.
Forgetting about truth or soul-searching
as a mirror turns its back on the quackery.
Listening to the apple falling from the tree
mired in the darkness of hypocrisy.