Words come easy
Behind a screen
When there's no interface to face
To be seen King of Insects
You eat your own
Atop an anthill
You call your throne Kingdom of one
So unaware
As oneVanish into air Chatter to the wind
Make your decree
And save your venom
For the ones who disagree Your castle walls are falling
Your body's frail
Your window on the world
Is minuscule in scale Burrow deep now
Escape the light
Heaven forbid you have to face
The ones you slight.
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