Our Low Tidings

The dim and the boorish lead
this delicate interval-
thugs pummeling naked
truth into a pornographic
Post-It-Note of negation
and neglect

Reflection being their
emphatic enemy
as the plain
to see does battle,
Rising Sea to shinning sea,
with a veracity the
ruffians seek to hold

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