Your Grand Moment of Nothing

uh uh uh hu u! ha!ha!ha! duba buba du. duba buba du. UOW UOW UOW! What exactly is it that you do when no one’s watching? Your world turns chaotic just the way it’s meant to be. No leashes, no brakes Practicing that perfect sneer in a toothpaste-stained mirror. Convinced you're the lead in a noir film that never left the script. Just double-checking if your jawline angle. Still convinces anyone in the dark. uh uh uh hu u! ha!ha!ha! duba buba du. duba buba du. UOW UOW UOW! Jump! Shout! Fail! The audience is the vacuum. And the vacuum is yawning with boredom. Paper applause. For your grand moment of nothing. Peel off the functional human mask. And what’s left is that pathetic fetish for cold pizza crusts. And the exhaustive rehearsals of mental dialogues. Where you finally win the argument for once. Using the remote as a plastic scepter. While you decide which stranger's tragedy to ignore today. Liberating, isn't it? To be a domestic rebel who’s still afraid of a cockroach. duba buba du. duba buba du. UOW UOW UOW! uh uh uh hu u! ha!ha!ha! duba buba du. duba buba du. UOW UOW UOW! Jump! Shout! Fail! The audience is the vacuum. And the vacuum is yawning with boredom. Paper applause. For your grand moment of nothing. No brakes. Until the next notification. No leashes. Until the alarm clock screams. Condo madness. Rented room delirium. duba buba du. duba buba du. UOW UOW UOW! You’re a performance genius. Too bad the camera was off. Or perhaps, lucky you. [End]