The collective psyche

Appeared to be a combination

Of not knowing, being unaware,

Not caring, fantasy, fiction,

To actuality somewhere

In the middle of the

Crazy combobulation ,

On March twenty-seventh

Who really knew how

Two-thousand and twelve

Would shake out,

Rumors flowing here and there

Wingnuts chanting on the stairs

Monks and Nuns igniting bonzo

Seems the world has all gone gonzo.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Another Revolution” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

1:40 PM March 27, 2012


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