Tell me again
how the faithless shimmied
up the flagpole of belief
with only their wits to guide them
and the skin on their backs.
There was another errorist attack
in the congressional district today.
They say it isn’t as bad
as it had been planned to be,
but they have their reasons
for wanting that to be the accepted story.
Otherwise, it’s hunky dory in the provinces.
Care for a lozenge?
Or perhaps a nightcap?
I know it’s only midday, but I find it’s best
to get an early start on such things.
Each day brings thicker rains
than the day before
and more confusion
than we’re fit to deal with.