The Market State

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The Market State

Reading History
seems only to heighten
the mystery of the Why we
are Where we are

And a current Czar
of the that then this
is a dude I read
hit and miss
me being stubbornly remiss
in my inability to dismiss
the contradictions inherent
in Philip’s filling of page
after paragraph parsing our turn
to the Market State.

Uber and Eric Prince being
part and parcel? Capitol
Deep
 State deep pockets
part timing
part time carriage trade,
with war a gig economy,
and political capital
a county seat.

Nothing neat, about Bobbitt

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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