A poem about Conspiracy

— A poem about conspiracy —

It is hard for many people to believe that
This is a great time to be alive!
A large scale catastrophe
may absorb odors
Quickly worn out
The paranoia of conspiracy theorists
apt to be torn—
make no new clothes…
Since any treatment of themselves as well as others
loses quality.
Fish do not bite.
Chicks will hatch.
Eggs
Teeth
Eyes
Their life cycle…
rises and dares to love
The cosmos is all that is or ever was…

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