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Jul 2020
This is the nightmare that we try to wake from,
the Halloween approaching midnight,
the last supper before the last morning
this is
the empire of illusion

don't let them confuse you
if
that's what they're aiming to do.

this is not an old horror show
or
'war of the worlds'
narrated by Orson Welles,
this is not radio,

this is us being broken.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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