An irregular heartbeat from d.o. to you.
Not like a daily kos, more like a sometime sloth. Fast relief from the symptoms of blogarrhea and predicated on the understanding that the world is not a stage for our actions, rather it is a living organism upon which we depend for our existence.
Mourning in America
It's mourning in America in
the surreal farce we dare to
call America where television
clowns with diabolic smiles
and, of course, all those frowns
ascend to high places in the
lowest ways and the days
full of outrage and sadness
slowly pass in the odorous
morass filled in by slaves in
good old days it's mourning
in the USA, what do you say
we stop mourning and organize
a massive response, run the
clowns out of town and rebuild
this shambled disgrace of
a place.
posted by D.O. | 5:36 AM
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