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December 2019

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on January 1, 2020 by dc

We watched the truth
Get twisted and contorted
Like sausage-shaped balloons,

A clown in the middle
Of a malformed circle,
Huffing and puffing,

Bending and stretching
A huge sack of facts

Until they reappeared
As small, lumpy mammals,

Floating and squeeking out
Rubbery mantras,

Just a single pin prick
Away from disaster.