On That Ol' Trampoline

Arrogant and full of conceit, thinks he’s part of the elite- seeking that which gives a boast, not thinking ‘bout what matters most. Parades around swagger with pride, way too much, if I must confide- he fears not the end of all time, and strolls toward the silver dime. Then you ask me, “why should I care?” and I say, “OOOPS! I didn’t see you there- well if you must know what I mean… poured caffeine on Jean on the trampoline! August 30, 2019 SWAGGER Poetry Contest Line Gauthier