Run that up the Flagpole

 
it’s a read

white &

facebook

kinda day–
 
 
pithy quotes

bordering

on unwashed

directives

begging the question

who are these people?

sanctimonious–do they

see though veneer?

Give me your tired

rhetoric,

you’re poor

grammar,

your peddled

message,

in the land of the algorithm,

and home page you save,

it‘s fittin’ to remember

the Encyclopedia Britannica

–less inundated, and

less informed,

its banner

days

lacked bunting

–awning without

sun.