Everybody’s angles point obtuse: stop,
insufficient effort placed, polish black.
Countless waves, critical voices yelling
harsh pronouncement, without support offered.
I don’t like this, refusal to say why
easier to fake interest at distance;
subtweet poor arrogance, emotion free
so no-one ever hears or tries escape.

Then finally, in storms most brutal phase,
subtle eye of comprehension opens
surveying emerged truth: competition
dictates largest, angriest troll alive.
No race to finish first or best, just be
what soul decides most useful waste of space.
Your subtweets are a pointless exercise
ignore these haters: plough deeper furrows.