De Rigueur Mortis

There is no fashion in the charnel ground...
Vanity of culture exposed to the bone...
Academics consume rotten entrails of mind...
Nowhere to go in faded facade fad
of fun house mirrors...
hyena pundits scrabbling for
scraps of attention...
leonine leaders already filled with
fresh meat from the living...
if it's of this time, it must be rotten.