i am writing an essay about fake,
this ersatz sonnet was as far as i'd got;
actually i had found another take;
what is not fake? this sonnet? bloody snot?
the death of a parent is very real;
mowing weeds on a hot day is just that.
selling poison as useful is just spiel -
more sellout violence kept under the hat.
fair weather love, the bluster of hate . . .
the list just goes on and on - life will end,
with it hate, yet love goes on - g_d’s grand fate . .
or .. her final joke - balance does not bend.
what’s good will never be found encoded . .. ...
but by good done with dust of bones long dead.
jts 22 march 2015 stoneartist.com
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