Concerto for blunt instrument

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.

Friday, September 21, 2018

Water
















“This is a tough hurricane, one of the wettest we’ve ever seen from the standpoint of water,”
             
                                                                                              - The Mad King

I know Water, I've worked with Water,
Water was a friend of mine, Sir, you are
no Water, and you have no standpoint as
you are sinking, sinking under waves of
your own making, sinking into the septic
of your wasted words and deeds, your
liquidation of life preserving policy and
that rising tide lifting all boats, there are
no floats for you to grasp in your descent,
no mammals coming to the rescue only
hungry sharks smelling blood in the
flood you made worse with your sorry-ass
reactions, your paper towels and self
promotion. Sir, you are no Water and
you have no standing in this court of
public opinion nor do your minions who
are deserting your sinking ship of state,
it's too late, the dye is cast, you will
soon be in the past.

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