Daily missive for Wednesday the 17th of May.

“There is something about a ‘know it all’

Blustering about molecules and atoms

Talking at breakneck speed

Afraid to stop

Just in case their wisdom is questioned

Cautioning about climate change

Over a latte.

The colour of the moon

The way stars align

Refusing to acknowledge that Polaris

Is a disappointment unless you know where it is

As the sky is a blank canvas

To the uninitiated

And should be left to Van Gogh

To bring it all to life.

There is just something painful

In the incessant chatter

Of an anxious attachment

Full of rote learning

An artificial intelligence

Rattling off as many salient points

As could fit onto the head of a pin.

Pulling out the stops

Which is a musical reference

All the way to Haydn and Bach,

Mozart was a child prodigy

But we gloss over his precociousness

And short attention span

As he was a friendly soul

In more ways than one.

There is just something about

Knowing such things

Pointing out the obvious

Before anybody has had a chance to draw breath

Afraid to be still

For a moment

As if they might be sucked into

A black hole

A void of self-doubt

Rubbed out

Discarded.

The only living boy

In a dead funk

Of their own making

Head down between their knees

Throwing it all away

Before it all comes back up

To be regurgitated

As anecdotal misinformation.

There is just something upsetting

About needing to be heard

When for the most part

Nobody cares to be told

What they don’t know

Until they have reached a point

When they do.”