Isolation

As I sit here in this chair ignoring everything you say,

I realize I hear you clear as a Spring Day.

The Vividness of your bullshit fills my brain...

That's when I realize...Its not your fault.

Your whole "being" is bullshit.

That sneaky ass smile.

Those beady eyes.

Your hair slicked back with LA gel.

Everything about your presence puts me in the presence of a bull-shitter.

Come to think about it your whole life is probably filled with,

one bull shit story after another.

Your life makes perfect sense of not making sense out of something.

And as I sit here in this same chair

Hearing your bull shit reasoning loud and clear...

I also came to the conclusion that I was not listening to a word you were saying.

If I indulge myself in absorbing bull shit as reasoning and answer I fear that I will no longer be a Bullshitter....But that I myself will be full of shit!

So as I seat in this chair at this boring ass meeting at the end of the day...I will isolate myself from you.

Although we are with in 2 ft....I am not here, I am not listening to a word your conniving lips speak.

I will shake my head.

I will speak when its something I disagree with...and I will expect you to listen.

But I will not be attending your "speech" of an answer...fulled with bull shit.

I am Isolated...you see me but I am not here...sorry sir..Come again? Excuse me did you say something?