crimson-lipped viper smile
and sly-fox eyes fail to mask your
contempt.
Nose tipped to the wind, self
importance adds height to your
stature yet we see only vanity.
Undeserved and over-blown.
False-fronted, you strain to better
the rest, turning tail when you dont,
hiding 'til your next new thing.
Marigolds to dust the shrubs and
baubles for effect,
no brass tacks in your cork-board,
you're oblivious,
just smile your vipers smile and
dust on.