Least Read Poems About Vanity

Their world painted in shadows void of emotions
a gladiator of narcissist placenta dangling  
on a decaying umbilical, idolized by fools  
pampered and spoiled by the embryos of insanity
behind a firewall of debauchery, self-contained
from their own Cuckoo clock...half-baked
Manitou of inebriated veins gaslighting a lamppost  
molding their faces and drawing a smile
to cover the rotting grudge that lies behind
it’s second nature, like taking a breath
looking down on you with a folie de grandeur
thinking they’re someone else ...

The only people who make love all the time are liars."

It was slaying dragons
Waiting
Because one day
My prince will come

Followed abruptly by
That freshly illustrated
Slick talkin' character
Reminding him
"I can still charm the best of them"

She sits, years later
Older, looked over, just a princess
"I rather go see brave new worlds"
So, to the lover before them, they swipe left

Chasing new tails
Sorry Mr. Disney
That's why I don't trust

Eternal ideal lovers,...