a lie or two
Day 46
I find the lies I tell myself
are all together too convincing
truth as fractured fiction
glows just as bright within
its shadow not as revealing
simply mindlessly reflecting
real truths, harder fought truths
over time
are sung loudly
than forgotten
but where does honesty sit
when every moment
can be muddled
when every fact
takes a knee to debate
what becomes of the center
the little copy of this world
i keep deep inside
corrupted by simple malice
Was listening to the podcast “Your Undivided Attention”, specifically the episode about planning the internet like you would a city. Some of the topics, the one about creating a space so that political rhetoric isn't constantly ouroborosing (im making that a verb now) because of high click/view rates seemed fantastic.
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