DINNER WITH NARCISSIS
Vultures peck at conceptualists
Swaddle their minds with poison
Venom in the blood of the artist
No defence from her lethal talons
Her warm, soft, transcendent kiss
For inspiration, a damaged head
Deep excess, dark regret, craven habit
Escapism destroys them step by step
Plying a deft hand in slick deception
Elite marksmen missing the target
Unhinged, overwrought, unrepentant
Neural palisades of a fortress cold
Within a silent keep an opus beckons
Brilliant flashes above pillars of stone
Imaginings overwhelm their senses
Inhale fumes from the perpetual engine
Roaring indignation, burning intellect
Bloated by this inspiral mechanism
A grandiose crysalis heavily pregnant
Dinner with Narscissis has no taste left
A painting, a symphony, a disaster
Cranks the vice-like grip of addiction
A macabre wet-nurse suckles her darlings
And they are all cloying at her breast
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