betteroffbad | what is the biggest possible insult to yourself?

questionoftheday asks: What would you consider to be the biggest insult to yourself?

My answer:

what i would consider to be the biggest insult to myself
is if someone were to imply that my poetry was not worthy to sit on a shelf
alongside dan brown, elizabeth bishop, walt whitman and topaz mcgonnagal
g. gavin gunhold, homer, ossian, john keats, and all
the other poets who definitely exist and are beloved
to say my poetry is bad is like saying my soul should into a locker be shoved

what I would consider the biggest insult of all time
is if you yes you were to ignore this poetic expression sublime
by letting these leaves of verse drift by you like funyon bags on a dirty wind
then forgetting them instantly you will against my soul have sinned
I realize you don't necessarily have time to read every poem you see
but anyway you asked so I told you what would be the worst insult to me

the soul of a poet is not always of all souls the most reasonable
it's actually highly likely that this sense of insult is unseasonable
after all my badness is declared and known to all
still i secretly find myself longing for an audience to enthrall
my therapist says I need to work on my grandiosity
which is only the second biggest possible insult to me