TE19 Iberian Adventure

Yolanda Castaño

TELEPROMPTER (Blah blah blah)

The fields of discourse go unploughed, words are slowly mulled over, the tongue is left out to pasture. The barn is full of cagey meanings, the weeds in the meadow are up like larks, on the plates the waste, the leftovers, the rind. The world is just one big teleprompter we blah blah blah without lowering our heads and our stepmother tongue glares at us from the screen while the people are blah blah blah snared in the traps they set for themselves. You know reality to see, but you’ve learned to blah blah blah like the ass after the always carrot, apathy flows down the arteries of the world then orthodontics for the speechifiers. Their smoothing expertise steamrolls over with the blah blah blah.

Grab yourself a good few dozen ears so we can all hear the blah blah blah that fondly tickles the distant fancies.

Listen to the blah blah blah of neurons going at it full tilt berserking in their acrobatics.

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