Is it time to believe anything, no matter how dumb it

may obviously be?

Will I believe stunningly stupidly, or try for the

wizened old owl look?

Wipe that smirk off my face, maybe go for that

dismissive already know look, or will it be

the dumb and wonder?

In a world of alternative facts and cognitive dissonance

trying to live it’s own truth, does 2+2=4?

Or is there actually more than one way

to skin a cat, and I’m due for one of the kittens?

Will there be a virtual Certificate of Dumbed Down

for the commonly cored equally stupid?

Will I have to be able to read to know what’s in it,

or am I already smart enough to know how dumb

I am?

Any questions?