Exasperated rile

The high-pitched screams

of never ending grouses
not to waste in pleasantries
not one for any languidity

impish, the self perceives

here and now, ubiquitous
many a wicked bone
languishing in pity

the one up on others

never ceases to offend
blissfully unaware of
others’ sensitivities

Pride goes before a fall

The banter, laughter et al
The universe is fair
Of lives, all is brevity

3WW