DUCHESS

Don’t deluge me
with your delusions of grandeur,
your pompous presumptions of privilege.

You’re no different.
You’re a bitch JUST
like the rest of us.
You’ll die alone JUST
like the rest of us.

And all of your ever
ballooning notions
of self importance
and false status
will go “snap”.

And you’ll come crying to us.
And we’ll tell you
we told you

so . . .
. . . so . . .
. . .