Drivel

Words

Fired off like bottle rockets

In haste

Without thought

That could land

In the neighbors’ garage

Near the gas for the lawnmower

And be something big.

But they’re not.

They’re narcissistic

Tiny

Nonchalant

Nothings

In the puddle

From last night’s rain.

Too little considered.

Too hastily conceived.

Too daft

And simple

Drivel.

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