RODOMONTADE

Boasting early in the day
you won't take your leave
of sashimi, fruits or grapes
from the table of contents
after a Firbankian brunch
of more than a combo
of any continental breakfast
consisting of inflated talk
of your next novel novel
outdoing Nabokov
in a play above yourself
with a vast pavilion
of images to impress
the fourth estate.