a fading introspection
I was a little kid not that long ago
learning how to read & write
in a parochial school my mother
yanked me out of after a year
[it marked the beginning
of my renegade ways]
fake news didn’t exist back then
but corporal punishment sure did
my father into pabst blue ribbon beer
walter cronkite & tricky dick
totally against creative free spirits
changing reality one media at a time
in retrospect the course of events
became pretty much obvious
the defining turning points
all possessing
a familiar denomination
one in which
I’ve weaved & bobbed though
currently in the process
of stitching back together
april two thousand twenty-three
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