iron curtain?
                             more like
              eisenunterwäsche
these days,
                        whatever
metaphor or political
metaphor (cipher)
you employ...
           it still stands:
****-
        (what, hyphen
application to imply
a prefix is suddenly a slur?
just so i don't craft
            a -stani?)
     the difference between
a land, and a state...
          i didn't ask the germans
to wash, what they wear,
but there's the immediacy of
a "need" to wash...
people need, things to do,
but when they're not doing
what gives a satiate substance
they rebel...
       i can't be the subjective
take on the matter of
    returning to primitive physics,
i.e. objectivism...
                 the crushing weight
of subjectivity being criticised
rather than being critical is
breeding this...
                         in the "name"
of the dictionary
            and of the thesaurus,
and the local library,
                                      amen...
no wonder i resorted
to visiting bulgarian
                                 prostitutes,
it became a "game" of:
no, thank you,
                you throw me into a pit
filled with the irish,
        and then i allow myself
to be thrown into
  a pit with picts (i.e. scots)...
one rat-mouthed nasty
*******
              will climb out...
reality being?
                i don't live it,
i don't write it,
                        i try to avoid it...
mind you:
                 school's in
for the sunshine...
                  once a fireplace,
now the lost eye of dajjal...
   or as some would like
to claim:
               odin finally hovered
        over, arabia.