What a showman!
He swallows all our hate,
consumes the bilious lipids we excrete
through our lips and pens and keyboards,
mops up that lingering meningeal grease,
those secret fears that we secrete in lies
that soak up all our hidden loathing,
lies he repeats to let us despise
with conscience clear. He sips
and spits it back at us,
spraying a nebulous mist of accusation
which he ignites with a microphone
and we applaud the conflagration.
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