The Poet Dwells Among Them 2

I cover myself In exotic dreams and myths, With a subtle hint Of irony. I guess, when Occasions demand, I am also much inclined To play around with The very fabric of time! Often, I deploy The strangest aphorisms, To avoid conversing With zombies. I'm sick of the Grudgeful scrutiny By all the soulless people, And mediocre mobs, Who tend to plumb the depths of Ignorance. Alas, That is their problem, it seems. But personally, Their stale company bores me. I prefer to learn Something that is new to me, Every day, or this Life would not be worth living.