The air is thick with words.
They flutter and beat
About my ears
Like a thousand moths.
A proliferation of pontification
And pedantic pomposities
Numbs my mind
And muddles my thoughts.
Details, details, details!
Minute subtleties and
Nuances confuse, confound.
I feel the urge to shout,
“Simple! Keep it simple!
Give up the cluttered verbiage!
Give us advantages,
Disadvantages,
The points we need
To make a decision!”
The words retreat into
A hum of beating wings.
I smile vacantly
And think of something else!