boastfulness poems

He fills his sails
With his own wind
Such self-promotion
Such self-importance
I did not expect
To hear
I listened
As he moved his story
Toward his greatness
A self-proclaimed
Master of everything
How he floated
From one subject
To another
Trumpeting his knowledge
As if
We had not read
His autobiography
A headstone
To his ego
And like other ancient graveyards
He goes ignored