Braggadocious

Like a debauched cat with a passive face
catching sadistic thrills from watching mice squeal
after finding their feet stuck on a glue trap,
such arrogance huddles in the vacuous shadows of absence,
preparing for his next depraved behavior.

For such a person…

Each intake of breath is one too many.
Each exhalation another rendering of braggadocio.
Each of us holding the head of anger within a bubbled up tear,
As our guillotine eyelids ensure such will roll... sooner or later.