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.
Fake
The truth of the lies
often meets the eyes
observing from disgust
of the fabricator's fatal
flaw, fiction's flimsy crusts
over what goes around
coming around hypocrisy
is just fake news real and
he fatally just looks in a
mirror what does he see
in the eye of the beholder
not anything older than
the end of history that
never really ends 'til the
last historian dies
and all the lies left
fall into the cleft
the funnel of
the bereft
it's over
the end
posted by D.O. | 9:33 AM
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