Ambition is a busybody hobgoblin
green with envy
as it fidgets in the gut,
peering out upon the wide world
and wanting to stride over lands
with a tall, dark shadow,
hoping to become an
if it consumes enough as it
tantalizes an appetite
too unwieldy
in the bloated,

Ambition is an anxious salamander
smouldering in the heart
and thirsting for the blood
which fuels its flames,
yearning for the yields
of other hearts
so it may become a
as it burns up its own pulmonary
with stoked, flaring aspirations
and inadequate kindling
from the mortal frame.

Ambition is a neurotic imp
eliciting electric impulsiveness
as it pulses in the brain,
imagining itself a cosmic
conjuring thunderstorms
to subjugate empires and cosmos
if it only schemes ingeniously enough,
stroking its skull,
and its ego,
toward a seizure of
jittery spasms
and an aneurysm of
magical thought.

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