Jan Hansen Poet Blank verse

My Lies Are Bigger Than Yours

My lie is bigger than yours.
 
So it is Sunday early afternoon light rain
and I`m not a weather forecaster, and   no one pays me 
for this observation, perhaps the seagulls do 
they are flying low today.
The journalist who bravely fought 15 men, was put him
in a rocket that exploded when high enough, I found
a finger that looked Arabic, but the dog snatched 
out of my hands before I could examine it more closely.
The world is so full of lies we grasp at nails 
to accept the lie that is implausible yet has a ring
of bafflement enough so it can be business as usual.

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