90%

 

 

90% of the tine

the correct answer is

“Who gives a flying fuck?”

but protocol often prohibits

these ever natural responses

 

that’s why we adjust

and we write poetry instead

we pretty it up with glossy words

flex our intellectual muscles

winking coyly at those few—

those relative few—who know

 

Bardic impulse soothes a savage beast

and the pretense runs rampant

we eventually lose sight of the prize

as the tongue rambles on

until we come full circle

right back to the original reaction

 

I mean really,

“Who gives a flying fuck?”

 

 

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