BUTTONED
slippery slope
one Hell of
a logical fallacy
not sure I buy that
he said as
poles reversed
and all
went vertigo
over a bad word
and the terrible, Earth-
shattering damage — go
figure! — it cannot
be allowed
to do
but she is erudite, and
in the New Yorker, no less,
she has
made her case
but elegance is an achievement
will not stand
up to deconstruction
your cracks and crevices
are there
for the taking
rhetorical figures interrogated
made to stand on their heads
and here you are
touting the danger
of weapons of mass destruction
but throwing
your own little not so
weak hand grenade
into the mix
thing that democracy, humanity
can well do without adding
to their wounds, their woes
at this particular juncture
useful idioting yourself with
stylistic flourish so spectacular
finding yourself
(yet again) on these pages
grown
synonym
for suspect
nice little diversion from
the calamity to the very
concept and
its understanding, of
civilization
with every blind moment of
pure slaughter via
two thousand pound bomb
testament to
our world, new
reality no
sooner than lips
first got buttoned up
poems 2 die for 