The news is shit today,
it was shit yesterday
and it’ll probably be shit tomorrow.
The middle ground
fast disappearing
in another great conflagration.
Fuck ‘insert any number
of national leaders’;
my eloquence recedes
from this torrent of shit,
these men and their two-bit
imaginations. Splintered land
the aggregate of our histories
as residual fuckers pay
no heed to lines in the sand
that turn into ellipses.
Shit.
Fuck.
Cunt.
Set aside ‘decent’ language
for a moment
for a long moment
in this climate.
Be free to voice your anger
before picking up
a piece of shattered hope.
It won’t fit the shape
you had in mind,
such is the fuckery of life,
but collect it anyway
and keep fucking going:
illegitimi non carborundum.