Stop. Cut it out. No more
Addled doggerel dank.
If you can’t say something
Profound, at least pretend
Your speech is plain, language
Meaningful, poetry
Something to do with truth
Or images or pain,
Actual memories
Of actual people
Determined to tell us
In no uncertain terms
What it means to be them.
Get back here. Stop prattling,
You tuneless wind-up toy.
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