syllables of stupidity

             roll

                off

                   my

                     tongue

                  eaten

              back

           up

     like

drool

sucked off my limp lips.

I bab

        ble like

a cracked out

chimpanzee

and cry like

a commutative canary.

don’t act like these rants

eat you up inside,

like my words

impact your hippocampus.

i’m no smart cookie,

i’m a

           crumb

of mass production.

i think myself as intelligent

as the shit scraped under your

dog’s left paw.

i dream of anything carrying me that far,

keeping me around even if

it’s

to be clotted

under fur.

I am nothing profound.

i like my value shocking and

my kisses full of contempt.

i say a whole lot of nothing and

think about the same.