Noon
I never knew the new news
Until it was old mold.
My know how hovered heavily
Nude and needled negligently.
What news?
The faction's fractured factory
Was overwhelming the olfactory:
A node of nose nooses noodled
Incessantly in necessary unpleasantry.
That news.
In Light, End.
The new apathy entails empathy
nurturing the moment not the mammal.
For what forbearers cared for bears
unless the meal was made of them?
But yes, no cares
only where's
which wears this very second's stare
under there.
Guess what?
My brain is shy
and it doesn't like weekends.
Which is my way of saying
(or writing, really)
that I don't want to share
my opinion
Half of 46
I mean you are doing that wrong
but more to the point
I know how you could do it better
and since you're me
I thought it important to share
Your learning is cute, supposedly
but so what, really
Your poop is cute too, right
and anything else visceral.
You're doing that wrong too
Yes bots
Consents and signs.
Confirms and sighs.
Promises action.
Denies retraction.
Because we care.
Yeses fill the air.
But all this confirmation.
Disguises, disfigures information.
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