Poetasteroid, 1

A bird, a plane? 'Tis a famous poet
outsoaring them, far more illustrious.
Amazing huì xīng , a human comet
with Nephilim's passports, whose crowfocussed 
ion tail streaks crest supernal, whilst dust
tail dustributes Promethean manna
to artless ants on Crusoean crust.
So overshadowed, I'm no sungrazer:
frustrated unpublished doggerelist
is asteroid with flagging albedo,
doom potato slungshot by Nemesis
(Kuiper's brown eminence). All Earth I'll show
devastation my lack of brilliance 
wreaks, reify an apparition's chance. 

2

Poetaster no flashy outgasser
oracle bones chronicle, nor a sign
to Nike Decades-wearers that their pastor-
castrator is space guru sound of mind. 
No, I'm motherlode of shitty baetyls,
brooding boulder whose perturbation plots
Schumpeterian vital upheaval
from distance of astro-units, not lots.
Say space were azure, wait for plussized smurf
Icarus failing in plain, diveflopping,
bellybombing sight of a nightless Earth.
Danger is an obscurity stropping,
grudge budging from th'unremarkable void.
Limelightless comet's poetasteroid.