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Francie Lynch Feb 2017
Are the most ego-centric of bigots;
Believing in one's own godhead.
Francie Lynch Feb 2017
In my youth,
They called it an Idiot Box,
But at six and eleven,
The real news arrived.
Africa, Vietnam,
Assassinations;
Mr. Ed and Mr. Sullivan shared our dessert.
The IB gave bedlam meaning.
Now,
We're patients in the asylum,
Spotting wardrobe malfunctions,
Commenting on roses,
Losing airwave evangelists
For commandments
Flung from the Tower of Babel.
Francie Lynch Feb 2017
Did you remember me today.
(I always remember yours),
Especially today, once a year.
You made such effort for happiness then.
I admired your mind,
Lusted for your body,
Held you in high esteem,
And you returned in kind.
We will never be strangers,
Though years have estranged us.
I get tongue-tied and stupid
When you're near now;
You seem indifferent.
I must live with this distance,
I deny I love you yet,
I deny, deny, deny.
Crazy, denial, the source
Of my isolation.
A symptom.
If I'd had cancer,
You would have held me,
I'd see the genuine sorrow about you,
Your tired eyes pleading for another day,
But  futility comes in many forms.
This way, I'd leave peacefully,
But I had to leave anyway.
So, after all these years,
Did you remember me today?
Francie Lynch Feb 2017
Red herrings tend to be trustworthy,
But lead us astray.
Orange orangutans are trustworthy:
If it looks menacing, it is;
If it grunts, it's meaningful;
If it moves, it's unpredictable.
In captivity they're studied
As evolutionary wonders,
But it's still an orange orangutan,
Pounding his chest.
Francie Lynch Jan 2017
But he could.
It's a free country,
Inside.
And he'd say she was an over-rated actor, anyway.
Rudolph could be on his nice list.
I won't mention by name
The ***** who assassinated Lennon,
And neither should anyone else,
Including Himself,
But it could be his first State Secret.
Of all the possible pardons possible,
Hanssen deserves an immediate E.O.
Whatever he espionaged to the Russians
Was only what they overlooked as spam;
A communist cookie.
I don't even think an E.O could posthumously pardon
Ford for pardoning Nixon.
There's no excuse for that.
He'll never pardon incarcerated terrorists,
They're safer behind bars.
Us too.
*Pardon me, please,
But you're stepping on my Peers.
Francie Lynch Jan 2017
In an aside at the pub the other day,
I commented that the hockey player
Looked like a French-Canadian.
I was called a racist for that.
(but he did)

While watching some Miss Pageant
With her the other night,
I commented that all the women
Are beautiful enough to be crowned.
Now I'm a sexist.
(they were gorgeous)

For the sake of argument, I am a religionist.

I'm against Jihads, but I'm not Jihadist.
I don't go goo goo over babies,
So I suspect someone will say I'm an infantist.

She texted, saying she wants to fix the fight.
Well, I am a pugilist,
And I know when the fight's been fixed.
Francie Lynch Jan 2017
When all alone,
Be oxymoronic;
Focus on all,
Not alone.
We're never alone.
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