Poetry About Narcissism

Point Me In the Direction Of Albuquerque

by Myron the Street Poet

I walk through my day
Daring you to reject me
The chip on my shoulder
Taunts you
And most of the time
You oblige me
Easily
You fall into my trap
I am UNpleasantly UNsurprised
Every day
At how easily manipulated you are
You bite every hook
Like a stupid fish

But on those rare occasions
When you accept me

I love you

I double dare ya!