"yinno"

the words fall from your lips

a cataract of polysyllabic nonsense

superrapid

solipsistic

logicisatrocious

your discourse markers

are meaningless

meaning less the more

you scatter them

where you stop for breath

yinno

your gabble shows

the lack of belief

as the flim and flam

are perceived through

the bafflegab and obfuscation

you must finish

though expiry through

forgetting to breathe

be the price of oratory

it is worth every

yinno

you speak before the assembled

we your captive audience

imprisoned by you

the relentless invisible foe

and our own sense of duty

the trick of rhetoric has passed

you by on the other side

there are no samaritans

to help you in your confusion

you could just speak slower

yinno