Iconoclasty
encased in a cage of bone
intentionally calcified
obtusely ossified
edified from an embarrassing absence of empathy
malignant appellations of apathy
salacious, sycophantic sociopathy
bones made by milking every drop of drama
squeezing every scintilla of septic sympathy
from unsuspecting specters you made of us all
backed into a corner
baked into the system
written in blood-thin barters
is the code that says it must
come crashing down