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Jan 2020
I listen to
the “news”

switching
channels

not taking
sides

opinions
flood the
air

but without
enough
substance
to drown me

or even quench
my thirst

or even wet
my tongue

most tongues
are dull and
forked

moving rapidly
cutting nothing

I need a tongue
that is sharp

moves slowly
and cuts deep

that penetrates
me with knowledge

so I understand
something completely

and can speak
another language
John Destalo
Written by
John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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