Nothing about it is not fake.
You can tell by the name
Reality tv. News.
Always the inverse of truth.
Yet even there, there are clews
Behind the deceit behind the blame
Human heart cannot break
*title is from World Entertainment War.
We already know where you were
On the night of the 15th
And what you wore.
And who you talked to.
That letter you wrote?
The printer left it’s marks too
Make, model, serial number
And the date and time too
Encoded in yellow dot patterns.
Credit card transactions join the fray
Everything you ever looked up
Supermarkets too. We know about
Your hemorroid problem too.
Every phone call, but we aren’t
Interested in those. Much.
Yet. But we have that too.
Fear not, friend. We won’t tell your husband
About that guy you’ve been meeting.
We will keep you safe from everything
Drop that old toy
Without a moments hesitation
Reach for this new toy
The old toy is fear,
The new toy is joy,
Being alive. Love
Like her face,
My heart is freckled with light.
Like her heart,
I grieve, because I do not know
What it means, this word: me.
Wherever I go, though,
She is with me. Oh that face!
I am a green plant to that sun!
cease your chatter
lie still in is-ness
when ripples smooth
you best reflect the blues
for the prompt at Ms Quickly
I’ve always had problems with the sun
I suppose it comes from not being one
Though my farther might disagree
What if I burn you
Just by being me?
What if the green ones
Hang their lives on me?
Can’t I handle that responsibility?