our guts tell us

the story

often before reality

has a chance to

prove us right

or wrong


bad news

often wears

many colorful masks

has the rhetoric down

and tells you what you

want to hear

in order to get

what it wants


or obsesses about…

glad i listened

for once

and held back

keeping bad news

at arm’s length


now bad news

is headin’ on down

someone else’s


that’s good news

from where i’m sittin’…

About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i release the gamut of tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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