“What?”

Your lips are moving

But I can't understand

Your creation of conversation

Isn't going as you planned

But I'm not the only one who's not paying attention

If you were in the here and now

You could tell there's no comprehension

"Blah, blah, blah"

Waving your hands up in the air

It's almost kind of comical

Because you think somehow I care

I'll sit here patiently

Until you finally run out of words

Then nod my head accordingly

As I watch the hummingbirds