I want to write an
honest sentence. In case you missed it, you can't believe the
intelligence community because they're serial killers and you can't
believe the president because he's a lying narcissist and you can't
believe the media because they need ratings and you can't believe
your spouse because he's been abused and you can't believe your kids
because they're teens and you can't believe yourself because who are
you to judge and you can't believe your students because they want
good grades and you can't believe the airport van driver because he
wants a tip and you can't believe in kindness because it's false and
you can't believe in meanness because it's true and you can't believe
in God because he's so last millennium and you can't believe in
celebrity because what did they ever do except sing a few songs and
you can't believe Aretha because she's dead and you can't believe
Miles Davis because he was improvising and you can't believe
poetry because there's cultural capital to be made and you can't believe your
editor because he wants to publish your book and you can't believe
anyone likes your work because they'd say so anyway and you can't
believe you fit in because you don't (who IS that damn haole
woman?) and you can't believe
your animals because they want to be fed and you can't believe your
car because it breaks down and you can't believe in tariffs because
they kill the economy and you can't believe in the economy because
it's rigged and you can't believe in rigged witch hunts because
they're, well, rigged and you can't believe in tweets because they're
too short and you can't believe in social media complaints about the
school because it does have resources and you can't believe
in resources because someone wants to be in charge of them and you
can't believe in authority because it's abused and you can't believe
in abusers because they leave holes in your soul and you can't
believe in your soul because the hole grows every year like the plastic patch and you can't believe the television anchor just burst
into tears because her children go to Catholic school and the man
she's interviewing says he was abused and you can't believe the
priest had him drive the car when he was ten so he could fondle his
genitals and you can't believe any of it. I climbed the stairs with
the dog yesterday and saw an old man in a cap dragging one bad
leg while in his right hand he clutched red roses in clear plastic.
--16
August 2018
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