This isn’t the learning curve
I signed up for.
Facing once more
the back door
procession of charade and intrigue,
I hold fast to my limitations.
I express and modify these honestly,
build from them a dynasty
which will rain
fierce fragments of a gaze
upon the estates in the hills.
Those half-baked, half-cocked,
corruptible shills
won’t ever catch us
with our pants down.
We aren’t even
a part of this country;
nor are we apart from it.

-r. miller

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