all the time
I listen
to them speaking.
They rant & rave
about their jobs,
their lives and their wives.
They blather on
about politics,
society,
the horror of millennials
and modern life.
I can follow little of what they say
They’re like intellectual tsantsas
The shrunken thoughts
from the shrunken brains
inside their shrunken heads
just leaves me cold
with little to no empathy.
The Last Time I Saw A Shrunken Head
No, that was a prop in "The Naked Jungle". I tend to befriend folks with really big heads - the opposite - really big brains and thoughts just squeeze out the pores along with the ego and the narcissism and the meisms. Shrunken ears would actually be the cure for that. :D & : ) slc
thanks for dropping by. They
thanks for dropping by. They had a few authentic tsantsas on display at the Mutter Museum here in Philly. It disturbed me enough to require a poem. thanks for dropping by.