People don’t understand
his brilliance –
but how could they?
People are stupid.

As the rusted lawnmower that is
his mind
rolls devastatingly
over grassless fields:
an internecine Internet
avenging demon,
the arbiter of what “sucks”
and what “rules”

And every evening and morning
the same hand that hourly
pleasures himself
to diseased and vapid images
is raised in imaginary victory
over his hapless vanquished foes

Who have, you know,
jobs,
lives,
and
self-respect