Note my indifference,
how I sigh with boredom,
and my eyes follow
my wandering thoughts
as you prattle on.
Just note my indifference.
Do I care about your life
as a silly disposable twit?
Does it look like I care?
Do you see my rolling eyes?
Can you hear my bored sigh?
Note my indifference!
I cannot stand your whine!
Your head is as thick as marble
and the wind from your mouth
would stir up tornadoes
even in the calmest climes.
Please note my indifference!
When will you run out of air?
My eyes have grown bright
with imagined ways of silencing
that great prattle of yours.
My hands twist into claws
at the thought of squeezing
the boring breath from your throat.
You say “right?” and I nod,
gritting my teeth in ire.
I would shove a vacuum hose
directly into your open mouth
and suck your prattle up.
I smile at the thought.
I would scream at you,
but I can’t get a word in.
What would you do
if I stuffed pencils up my nose
and crossed my eyes?
Would you just keep talking
and talking and talking?
I wish that just once
you would note my indifference.
What would you do
if I ran away from you
and wouldn’t come within a mile
of the sound of your voice?
Would you just talk louder?
I feel sorry for the folks between.
I walk faster but you follow
puffing out your life story.
If I rubbed your face in glue
I wonder if you would be able
to open your mouth to speak?
I imagine your face full of glue.
I smile and nod at you.
You have no clue whatsoever.
Just note my indifference!
Oh! Oh! Here comes that girl
that sits beside you in calculus.
Hello… I’m fine… did you hear
all about so-and-so?
She’ll tell you, I gotta go.