Slipped in the Seams of a Book,

is the Snide critic who reviles poets

the miscreant performing in great bouts
of evidence and tepid testaments
to a false, vain, profitable venture—
the tax man of intelligence part brute
part insipid quack-master unable
to break free a rhythm not produced pound
by pound of substance bypassed from his anus
to his mouthpiece and forth spilled in Runoffs
lunging, slippery, glaciar-like, thunderous
knell of fecal insemination deep
within a mucky pond and packaged proud
in the glory for the Crown of a King Frog.