What Shall I Say?

What shall I talk about today?

Shall I speak of politics? Of rats jumping a sinking ship? Of the selection of middle eastern creeps to positions of power? Of energy traders laughing and cussing over the phone as they hatch new schemes?

Shall I speak of the economy? Of jobs that will never return and others that flee? Of debt that no one seems to want to talk about? Of politicians on both sides that are creeps in their own ways?

Shall I speak of the view outside my window? Of the glowing green grass in the dusky light? Of the Coreopsis and daisies still blooming yellow even in this heat? Of green leaves hanging still on the branches of the trees in the stillness of the summer air?

What shall I talk about today? What shall I say that doesn't make me ill?

I think the yellow blossoms in the evening light win again.

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