Alpha and Omega

The tenor gleans upon a warbling note
Shivering from his lips like tuna floating upstream:
Harking to an icy princess in her float
Thousands of miles above the world --
A Pavarotti rendition pumped to deafening
To conceal your rejection by a girl.
Theatric and juvenile, you
Consider yourself the grey-back Alpha,
Leaving every turn of phrase stark;
Comfort words from comfort women ideal -
Pondering why your friends leave you in the dark
(When, in truth, you bring it upon yourself)
Eyes cataract'd with pride will refuse to take in
The cruel jarring sensuality of the real world, myself
A slave to the rhythms reverberating wind up creatures
Dancing in somnambulist fandangos around me.
Mouths gumming toothless cavities with satisfied
Looks as the facade plays itself in a reel.
And hair, growing luxuriant, knots itself --
A makeshift spider web in which I long to be Houdini
With scissors, to extricate myself from an unfortunate mess.
I hope you bore into those eyes you see everyday in the mirror
Under the gaze of a creeping five-o-clock shadow
Red rimmed waterline and bloodshot pupils
Skin blotchy from the gin knocked back like water.
I hope you look at yourself, hard.
You may see me at the corner frame of your minds eye.
I am the omega, and this is the end of all this lunacy.