Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Rubes

How I miss my misspent youth
and a reasonable facsimile of truth
now they simply make shit up
like barkers in a gaming booth

the box through which their lies are aired
from teleprompters well prepared
portrays a less-than-empty cup
and thirsty souls are snared.

2 comments:

Martin Kloess said...

Enjoyed this. Thank you for sharing.

rch said...

😀