I envy the fools.
The plethora of vapidity
must come as a relief.
I want to be stupid.
I want to be dumb.
Free me of introspection,
grant me ignorance.
I crave idiocy,
I idolize moronic perspectives.
I've spent five years
practicing being dull.
Honing my imbecility.
Searching for bliss.
Hunting for mental silence.