Saturday, October 20, 2018

The Truth Is the Poem, Winslow, Arizona, 20 October 2018

Does write itself. Is writing itself. Did write
Itself. Language itself is the only muse
Ever was. The rest were masks language wore,
And language is nothing if not mask after
Mask after mask. It disguised itself. Lies
Aren’t to help the humans who say them.
Lies are to help themselves, and they’re not
Ever actually lying, no more than a bacterium
Is lying by infecting and eating. They’re hungry,
That’s all. They hungry, and that’s the truth.
We’re hungry, yes, that’s the truth of us.

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