4/12/25: oi, i slap my head with my hand and it is not enough pain to mask my frustration

 Today's prompt is a big ol' behemoth. Today's poem is a big ol' powerhouse. Everything is bigger today, I suppose.

I.

"big, dumb, stupid heads doing big, dumb, stupid things
with a big, dumb, stupid voice and looking so proud of
themselves but only spewing out sludge mixed with 
disappointing fudge and overcooked chicken with a side
of canned greens. the dumb ones nightmares inside my
dreams. nightmares like the ones where i profusely vomit
at the end in surprise and i know that's supposed to mean
something psychologically but i'm not listening when you
try to warn me. not anymore. my fingers are firmly in my 
ears and i am humming off-key to drown out the bad feelings...

III.

we should have known you were here. 
we should have seen the wind shifting.
we have never doubted our fear.
and left ourselves open to splitting.

II.

and sure i'm madder than heck because it hurts
something awful to slam my fingers into my ear-
practically touching my brain-but i'm not trying to
hear your dumb witchcraft, your drops in the 
dumb bucket. contributions to your idiot 401k of
dumbness, celestial mappings of idiot. you've made
it a dang art. the Michael Angelo of stupid. The Ren-Wah
of moron...

V.

the crowd likes to bellow, the crowd likes to speak.
the crowd has now spoken, the crowd eats the weak.
the little boy jesus is in his crib sleeping.
or up on the cross and collecting his weeping.

IV.

a full renaissance gallery: ode to dumber. 
plug and play, insert coin and lose brain cells."

...i got a million of these in my back pocket. i'll
give 'em to you for a low price, too. i got some 
ads on the late night television shows. we've been
spending good on commercials. there's a something
for everyone. we just have to find the right "market
opportunity" as my ad-guy says. one born every minute.
we're gonna make a lot of money, you and me, kid. stick
with me, like snake to glue trap. we're gonna hiss and slither
and be richer than a villain from a dickens novel. on our way.