Without any substance
the artificially inflated nobodies
are guzzling carbonated red solidarity fuels
reeking combustible emissions of gaseous vapid ether
I conduct the process and drain their energy
fetid nobodies bred as work horses
used to daily grinds and toils
they know their place
producing effluent
that lacks substance
never privy to the bigger picture
just juiced up low scales on empty
just like their minds and their lives
give diversions to drain their energy
the release valves of tanked up parodies
our modern day souped-up clogs and nuts
always reeved up and ready to sputter gunk