i imagine you rest on your laurels easily
dictionary of excuses at the ready
compendium of caustic jabs at the tip of your tongue
yet for all that i wonder if it’s your definition
or just a bastardized use you’ve casually adopted
too lazy to let anyone examine your etymology closer
or are you afraid? are you actually reclusive inside?
what a story for the ages that would make
if you didn’t protect yourself against slippery rogues
and someone divulged your innermost secret
fighting words with words creates a need for silence
quiet is out of place in a battlefield
but my wit is ready-sharpened and bright
in defense of the end of roguery, en garde
