Wednesday, March 14, 2007


Condecension picks at my brain
like a scavenger fish nipping at
an open flesh wound
Advice showering on me like rain
a deluge of regurgitated minutia
information I already know
Interest I cannot feign
drenched and sinking in your
perceived superiority
Go ahead and state the obvious
and I'll just drown in this pool
of wasted minutes from my life
It behooves you to step down
recognize a victim of balderdash
asphyxiation when you see one

--Shenandoah Lynd



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