The Secretary of Truth has died in office

The Secretary of Truth has died in office

Of an imaginary virus

Spread by false nuance

And professional wrestling.

The nation is in great mourning 

For we, the masses, had been counting on her 

To end the mass shootings

The mass overdoses

The mass student debt 

The mass depression

And all the other lies and illusions

Now here to stay.

We’re emptying all the ashtrays 

Hanging the flypaper 

And eating plums.

What else is there to do?

June, 2022