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4/15/2014

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Four plus months of writer's block finally broken. Here's the first full poem I've written since before the end of 2013. It may need a tiny bit of revision, but it feels good to get going again.

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Sheep Vs. Sheep,
brainwashed
into
Armageddon by
3 am. Hours
dissolve with
the blind
leading the 
blinder
into war-words battles
against the blind and
the blinder
reading with
blinders to ignore
anything said
with balance.

Selectively sided, playing
fallacy bingo:
ad-hominems,
straw men,
false dichotomy,
slippery slope.
It's a train wreck,
a twist of ignorance around
ignorance. When they crash
you can't tell who's
the A and who's the
B. So this is why my
friends loved Jerry Springer
on sick days,
why my grandma still does.

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    Nick Hale

    Nick is a publisher and editor with Local Gems.

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