Love the gun, hate the gunner


Hate the rhetoric, love the speaker.

Hate the consequences, but never change.

Love myself, but what can I do.

Meet me where I am – 

But leave me unchanged. 




“Soundbites bite.

Repeated enough they become truth
They never were and never are

But we will allow

For they fit our timetable of outrage
And discomfort of connection

For a millisecond”


Three things I pray,





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