Waste of Life

I see you skulking in the shadows, a hideous parasite,

Waiting for your next meal to blithely sashay by,

Pouncing upon younger prey, till they catch the stale routine,

You orbit people’s fresher lives, a doomsday satellite.

Sucking in their innocence, a terrible quatrain,

Watch your sad excuses fall like toxic acid rain.

No one needs mansplaining, your illusive influence,

Karma farming gets you likes, but nothing real remains-

Do those new skins help you eat, or pay the rent that’s due?

Allegiance to the level-up? Please make it make sense.

Dirty dishes, baby’s coming, you’re sucked into your game,

Watch your sad excuses fall like toxic acid rain.

So what your dad’s a drunk, and mom’s a prostitute?

Better than your avocation, as sentient couch cushion,

Failure to launch? That bar is floating on a magma reservoir,

A life lived to utmost laziness, is one alone and destitute.

What friends? Your droning whine’s a mawkish trite refrain,

Watch your sad excuses fall like toxic acid rain.