Eyes open and pen poised to page,

ready to pounce on,


and pluck clean my teeth

with the bare-boned truths

that swell and well up in the springs

of natural disasters,


and paid news broadcasting,

waiting patiently, pervasivly, to be distilled down and dribbled like the liquid gold it is to the feeble-minded babes flocked and bleeting by their flickering screens.

When you learn to let go of the unnecessary,

it’s uncanny how much honesty is lain brazen before us.

Help me pick up the pieces,

there’s enough here to feed the flesh-frenzied masses,

but I can’t do it alone.

Let’s multiply these loaves.

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