#NaPoWriMo Day 20 (technically 25, but hey – what’s a little writer’s block between friends?) and tonight I’ve been writing a piece of free verse inspired by the prompt “Donald Trump is rushed from the White House Correspondents’ Dinner after gunshots fired”
Talk about fresh inspiration! This only happened an hour ago! And just in time for me to dash this off and submit to Rattle!
Remember that, if you’re a subscriber to my Patreon, you can hear a recording of this piece (and the nineteen preceding it) there. The link to the relevant post is here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/post-truth-156566308
Chaos layers on confusion;
contusions are few,
groups of suits,
unsuited to action,
stack under the boards.
And he looks… bored, while
scores of silk-clad reporters
pour their accounts into
news desks from vantage points
anointed by shiny shoes.
Writer’s block unstoppered by this,
I slip the headline into the
discord, grimly nod at
insomniacs echoing my
disquiet: is this real?
Can we trust anything we read?
Greed has cast doubt on
the clout of journalism,
that prism has cracked, and
not all hacks are even human now.
Will this turn out to be an accident,
an act of defiance, an
alliance of those who serve history,
a mystery twisted, or an ideal
diversion from the traditional roasting?
Who knows?
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| “Post-truth-era 03”. Photograph from the POST-TRUTH ERA photo series by Heikki Leis. Glass negative, 2017, via Wikipedia |
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