The Idiot Dust

In the midst of the idiot dust,
Littered with rockets and rubble,
Shrapnel and guilt,

Slovenly creatures shuffle
With elastic skin and slideshows,
Trading in bent faith and pity,

A supremacy feasts behind smoke screens
And conspiracies spin like sub plots
On a rotten potter’s wheel,

A cyclical mould steady spreading,
A uniform pattern of lies,
As charlatans usher the white clouds

Whenever the chosen walk by.

One Response to “The Idiot Dust”

  1. This is you on top form again, but we haven’t heard from you recently. Has the muse forsaken you for awhile like it has forsaken your dad?

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