Hyphenated Hyperventilating
Talking heads
will give you their attached credentials
with solemn aplomb
And it’s plenty hyphen proof long
They’ll make unlearned eyes gasp
at their hyped expertise
Get simpler minds to hyperventilate,
as their lower rack thoughts
common sense overheat
Everyday, mundane pondering
takes a kid table backseat
The babble bobble heads,
with the apron string tongues,
love speaking
upper shelf kitchen cabinet highbrow kitsch
Momma says, the couch potato heads
are always angle offering a self-serving dish
Cooking up pretentious phrases,
their broasted chest stuffings
puffs a lot of jive-turkey bleats
It all sounds ear tasty good ...
got a delicious soul flavor in theory
A tone semi-sweet savor
worth artichoke heart half hearing
Daddy says, the air bubble heads
always got a shrink-wrap blurb tidbit wish
But you gotta stay tuned-in
to the next programmed “must-see” video lip-clip
Don’t let the hyphen-attachments
first guest hook you
Let not your legitimate doubts
be second guess fooled
Talking heads will always
try to tinted glass blow smooth,
make you go-getter move
Get your temper ta-ta’s
to shimmy-shuffle to the hum-drum groove
of the bad hair forecast blues
Calmly gather your lung precious thoughts,
allow the hyperventilating to cease
Supremely, thinking serenely for yourself
is a television ratings cable disease
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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