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Adrienne Veronese

Poet, Novelist, Author, Essayist, Humorist

Diogenes Shrugged

 “Fuck Atlas,” she sighed,

pouring another glass of wine

and adjusting her tiara.

“He doesn't interest me nearly as much

as that dude who wandered through the dark

looking for an honest corporation.”

 

I didn't have the heart to tell her

she had it wrong

or perhaps she didn't have the heart to tell me

she had it right.

 

The Barefoot Corporation is slouching toward Bethlehem

and we are freezing to death in the heat of global warming

that cannot be agreed upon. Pundits quote experts

that I have no lines for, as the Expert Poem

has already been written and discarded

as inadmissible evidence

of this endless effort

to divide us along lines

that keep us in

always

always

always

unable to draw a circle at least

a hundred feet round

and use what we find within

to think our way

out

of

this

trap.

 

 

For G

 

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G-Wizz, I'm flattered. Yes, the search for honesty seems like a fool's errand, but it's also our only hope. ;)

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