because I have nothing to say and know how to say it
with my tongue hanging out spit-dry in the middle of your sentence
laughing, like this might mean something
like the way drawing cocks on toilet walls mean we're just rediscovering our tribal roots
or something
i'm just talking because I have to say something, not because I have something to say
like so many everyone elses
brains bubbling through their teeth
eyes bulging
all these unvoiced voices of reason talking embolisms into shapeless cerebellums
with gaps and dramatic pauses long enough to
exhale
remember what it was like being profound