Corporate kleptocracy theater display
of primary nonsense this morning - my rural
precinct full of fierce pride and white and turning grey
and general dismay with melting pot mural
painted by sensational satellite stations
claiming to be news sources; limited choices
(like always) mostly slightly changed duplications
of the same, pretending to speak for those voices
lost behind the donor dollars, those who never
get through the lobby even, much less heard upstairs
at penthouse level where doors stay closed forever...
"never thought I'd have reason to write..." but our shares
of this fantasy *democracy* lack real worth;
another fetishized oval filled with jade mirth.
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