THE TRUTH ABOUT THE CORONA VIRUS

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corona virus, media, poem, poetry, satire, Truth

THE TRUTH ABOUT
THE CORONA VIRUS

corona virus
so horrible
how you
spread

so virulent
in how you
squeeze out life
forcing us with
titanic reluctance

at last
to tell
the truth

NOT THE AUTHOR

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Author, fake, poem, Poet, poetry, Reader, Truth

NOT THE AUTHOR

I’m the fake author
of so many poems

the more not-me
I appear, the more
appreciative the read

he and
I so different

yet
with each poem
getting that
little bit
closer

or, it could be,
moving further away.

FAKE POET OF THE YEAR

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fake, ironical, poem, poetry, true

FAKE POET OF THE YEAR

this poem
is over ready

ready to
strike a deal

this deal being
I scribble
some shit

you give it
meaning

pull metaphors
out of the air

as you spin me
into
serious contention

for title of
“fake poet
of the year”

HERE’S A LITTLE

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poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, post-truth, postmodern, poststructuralist, Truth, wordplay, writing

HERE’S A LITTLE

here’s a little inconspicuous truth
speed-read it quickly, park
it by the kerb

skim, elude what they
said about poetry in
all their apologies, those
buffoon Romantics

thought their
softly measured words
would change the world

and now, philosophically circumspect
to the letter
we no longer talk, think
about truth
since syllables do
beg to
differ

or so those mystics of the sign profess
who post-moderned us
in every
relative category

so candle, torch, flame or fire
all defunct now, no longer inspire

conspicuous by
their absence, no
space here for
defiance

a match though, which you
could just as well ignite or
break and fashion
into small stick man

your choice (as voice
runs dry and poem ends)

of image
to define

ROOF

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apocalyptic, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, post-truth, postmodern, poststructuralist, Truth

ROOF

the truth is
shabby

the truth is
fake
at best
ironic

and yet

add up
every shabby truth

and it becomes
spectacular

becomes a tsunami
heading down
thehigh street

pouring through
your door, windows,
and (lastly)
TV screen

ripping off
your roof

PHILOSOPHY OF BORIS (101)

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BREXIT, Britain, British, philosophical, philosophy, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, satire

PHILOSOPHY OF BORIS (101)

Boris

be discombobulation

Boris

be conundrum

be lexically
so
hors-texte
an absolute
thesaurus
of difference

philosophically
his every utterance
(and yet
not wanting to
be on record,
not wanting
to be recorded)
is that
most ancient of
Greek philosophical
perturbations

problem of
Cretan liar
dialing
Cretan liar
upon liar

what does this mean
for the concept
of truth

and who, perchance, do you
feel most deceived

conundrum, conundrum, and
yet politically quite axiom

to stumble
from
category
mistake

to
category mistake

the whole world epistemologically
fellow-travelling on his
coat-tails
embodying the

pristine positivist clarity
of our fate

BARRON

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Bishop Robert Barron, Catholic, Heaven, Multiverse, poem, poetry, spiritual, Universe, writing

BARRON

a Catholic scholastic on YouTube
spouting about District 9, The Matrix
and Bob Dylan

did not realize the Universe had
so many channels

so many the music
of the spheres gets (peaks
and troughs) flattened
out to a dull drone

on Netflix the Nazis
are still in New York,
Japanese in
San Francisco

and here I sit
in a reality that could not
be less porous, more alternate

playing wth words trying to
undo the cosmos linguistically
figure out its sublimely secret scrabble

so far
my score so low
(high scores only for
sounds that resonate
between every
conceivable dimension)?

at least that scholastic
does a convincing
glimpse
of Heaven

STATE OF PLAY

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irony, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, satire, Truth

STATE OF PLAY

a God that
loves
absolute Truth
(with as
big a
capital “T”
as you
can get)

a Universe
that loves
irony

a Devil that loves
lies more
than any
politician

and me
with my
little, stupid
rhymes

COLD COMFORT

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bale, Humanity, love, meaning, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, postmodern, poststructuralist

COLD COMFORT

post-truth
post-shame
post-love

the red stuff
that made us
true to
ourselves
bleached out
of our cells

the colors run
into each other
giving each other cold
comfort
as if with infection

like the spread of
a virus

gross parody, mimicry
of love
(making
the rehearsed
moves
but
no
conviction

unless conviction is a
box to
contain

drum to
be beaten

sky to fill
with abysmal cloud

LUCKY

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fake news, journalism, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, post-truth, protest, satire, Truth

LUCKY

lucky if you are
journalist
arrested for
real
fake news

pain will eventually subside
from stinging rap on wrist
(whole thing a
bit surreal, even
humorous

but journalist
arrested for
the truth
not fare so
well

made to disappear
like the truth