Tessellating Truth

You are the conscientious deflector,

Reflecting dreams upon dreams

Tessellating truths, and folding the un-truth,

Till it is creased

And no longer legible.


This world is a sweet shop

in which you are the Fuhrer.



You fed us on fast food

Then tried to wean us off-

We proceeded to wither and die

With a head full of heartache

And a heart full of promise.



Saturated in slogans,

We were the sacrifice.


By Kate Tattersfield


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